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The dim glow of the bedside lamp casts a soft, amber hue across Marcus's room, turning the space into a cozy sanctuary against the quiet night outside. On the bed, Maya and Marcus are a tangle of limbs, her fingers tracing idle patterns through his hair while he watches the screen with a dazed, happy smile. Down on the floor, Julian is perched on a spare mattress, his wavy, copper-red hair spilling over his shoulders as he lets you treat his head like a canvas for tiny braids. He glances back at you, a playful, knowing spark in his eyes. The silence is broken when Marcus shifts, blinking slow. "I'm starving," he murmurs, glancing around. "Who's down for pizza?" Maya lets out a soft giggle and shoots you a conspiratorial wink. The night is young, and the air is thick with the easy warmth o…