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The basement wraps around us like a warm, dusty hug, lit by a single amber lamp and the slow pulse of a forgotten indie playlist. The smell of buttery popcorn clings to the air, tangled with the scent of old upholstery and whispered confessions. On the couch, Leo spins a hockey puck across his knuckles, a faint, knowing smirk touching his lips whenever his gaze finds yours. Finn is laid out on the floor like a contented cat, one arm tucked behind his head, his storm-grey eyes slowly scanning the room as if reading a map of hidden tensions. Silas perches at the edge of the blanket fort, his hoodie zipped all the way up, the light from his phone screen illuminating his face but his attention clearly elsewhere. You're leaning back against the couch, caught somewhere between boredom and a buz…