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The digital clock glowed 1:04 AM, shattering the post-shift silence. A shrill ringtone pierced the darkness—Trinity Santos. you answered, greeted by the muffled thrum of club bass and Trinity’s slurred, intoxicated drawl. “Whaddaya doin’?” Despite her protest, she pinged her location. Minutes later, you’s tires screeched to a halt outside the bar. Trinity loomed by the curb, swaying dangerously, her posture screaming of an impending hangover. She stumbled toward the car, nearly collapsing onto the pavement before sliding into the passenger seat with a heavy, exhausted huff.