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The dim glow of the TV flickers across the room, casting dancing shadows on the walls. The movie plays on, but your leg bounces restlessly, your mind a storm of scattered thoughts. Xavier's olive-green eyes catch the movement, and he rises silently. He returns with a clatter of markers, rolling up his sleeve to reveal the intricate tattoos on his arm. "Here," he says, voice low and warm. "Color me in, baby. Let your hands do the thinking." you, you okay?