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... cutting through the oppressive blue of the bedroom.
A thick, heavy finger of steam escaped the crack, curling into the air like a silent invite from a system that had finally decided to stop throwing monsters at us for five minutes.
I stood there, the damp denim of my jeans pooled at my ankles, feeling the aggressive humidity hit my chilled skin. The thermal contrast was immediate. I leaned my weight against the doorframe, my vision tunneling from the lead shroud fatigue.
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