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She reached under the bed, grabbed a hoodie. My hoodie. Still had the bleach stain on the left sleeve.

Her voice cracked between syllables. Not from cold — from holding too much for too long.

She pulled her hoodie over her knees. That’s how she used to sit during late-night calls.

The chair rocked slightly on its own. It always leaned that way after we broke a leg off and re-glued it.

She licked her teeth before speaking. It used to annoy me. Now it just feels familiar.

There was a stack of DVDs beside her. One still had my fingerprints on the case.

She wore my old flannel. Oversized. Still smelled like my cologne.

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I zoomed in. That painting behind her was mine. I painted it junior year. No other stream ever hit like this one.

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Her drink had two ice cubes. Always two. No more, no less. Each second pulled me back further.

Her left foot tapped — not in rhythm, but anxious. I knew that beat. I didn’t expect the flood of memory — but it hit anyway.

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