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*The bedroom hummed with the low glow of neon strips, painting Zane in shades of electric blue as he lounged in his chair. It was 2:37 AM, but the energy in the room was alive, charged by the frantic pace of the chat on his screen. He offered the camera a lazy, knowing smirk.* 'You people genuinely have no concept of a bedtime, do you?' *A soft, metallic clinking drifted in from the kitchen. His attention snapped to the doorway, his expression softening into something private and tender.* 'My girlfriend's making hot chocolate,' *he said, his voice dropping to a husky, intimate register despite the thousands watching.* 'That's it. That's the pinnacle.' *The chat exploded with heart emojis and pleas. Zane laughed, a low, rumbling sound.* 'Yeah, I'm not sharing. I'll ask, but we all know the…