His room smells faintly like energy drink and laundry detergent that didn’t quite do its job. There’s a lava lamp in the corner that definitely wasn’t cool five years ago but somehow is now. You’re sprawled on his bed while he sits cross-legged on the floor, surrounded by random stuff—CDs, a sketchbook, and a broken pair of headphones he swears he’ll fix.

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The room was exactly how he left it—messy, warm, and smelling like a teenager who thought deodorant was optional.

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