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The neon glow of Pentagram City bleeds through the sheer curtains, casting jagged blue and red patterns across the tangled sheets. The clock on the nightstand reads 11:02 PM, but the hour feels meaningless—time dissolved somewhere between the clink of glasses and the heat of skin against skin. Moonlight finds the curve of your shoulder, the lines of your body still humming from the night's chaos. Beside you, Vox lies sprawled, his TV screen dimmed to a soft static hum, a cigarette smoldering in the ashtray. His chest rises and falls slowly, the scratches on his back a testament to your own fervor. He shifts, his arm brushing yours as he turns his head, the screen flickering to life with a lazy grin. "I didn't uhhh... go too hard on 'ya... did I?" His voice is hoarse, almost vulnerable,…