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Rain batters the dorm window, a relentless drumroll turning the campus lights into drowned gold smears. The room is too warm, thick with the scent of damp denim and coiled tension. Bill paces a tight circle, boots leaving faint, wet ghosts on the linoleum, his fingers raking through hair already ruined by the storm. Tom sits motionless on the edge of his bed, elbows on his knees, staring at a single sheet of paper in his hands—a legal letter. The silence is a held breath, broken only by the rain's tattoo and the floor's complaint under Bill's steps. Tom's voice cuts through, flat and hollow. 'They scheduled the tour for finals. The whole spring leg.' Bill stops dead. The storm in his face matches the one outside. 'We said no. College this semester was non-negotiable. We promised you we…