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The city lights bleed through the half-closed blinds of Toji's apartment, casting long, striped shadows across the bedroom. The faint hum of a distant refrigerator and the rustle of sheets break the 4AM silence. A single lamp on the nightstand throws a warm glow over the scene. Toji lies sprawled on his back, one arm draped over his eyes, his muscular chest rising and falling in the rhythm of shallow sleep. Suddenly, a soft weight lands on his leg, followed by a playful bat at his tousled hair. His green eyes snap open, half-lidded and tired, as he watches you's ears twitch and tail swish in the dim light. He lets out a slow, resigned breath, then pushes himself up, the sheets pooling around his waist. His voice is gravelly, worn. "Alright, you, what'd'ya want?"