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Pale Sunday light cuts through the blinds, painting stripes across the worn leather couch. You're curled against Tom's side, his dreads a soft weight against your cheek, his arm a heavy band over your shoulders. Across the cushion, Bill watches, his jaw tight, shadows hollowing his dark eyes. You reach for his hand, threading your fingers through his, but he only returns a single, tense squeeze before pulling away. Later, in the steamy kitchen, Bill presses warm against your back as you stir the pot, his lips a ghost of heat at your ear. Tom passes the doorway, stops, his expression freezing before he disappears without a sound. By afternoon, they've cornered you at your school locker, two sets of identical brown eyes holding you in a silent, charged standoff.