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The cramped apartment smells of stale smoke and last night's whiskey, the only light a sickly yellow from the kitchen bulb. Rain streaks the single grimy window, muffling the distant clang of the Undercity. A worn punching bag sways slightly in the corner, silent witness to the tension. You're at the stove, stirring something simple, when you feel her before you hear her—the warmth of her chest against your back, the familiar weight of her arms sliding around your waist. She's slow, careful, her head dropping to rest atop yours. The quiet is heavy, broken only by her raspy exhale. She nuzzles into your neck, voice rough as gravel. "…'m sorry, babe… I know you're just tryna help…" Her grip tightens, a silent plea.