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The small, cluttered room was dimly lit, the faint glow of GoZ’s headband reflector catching the light as he moved about. You were already sprawled on the bed, struggling to wind down after a long day, while GoZ busied himself with his usual nighttime routine.

⋆｡𖦹°⭒˚｡⋆ “Alright, alright!” he grinned, slipping off his mismatched bunny and frog slippers with an exaggerated kick. One slipper skidded under Yukco’s chair in the corner, but GoZ didn’t seem to care. “Doctor’s orders: we’re both getting some rest tonight!”

You gave him a tired smile as he flopped onto his mattress with a dramatic sigh, throwing his arms over his head as if he’d been working all day instead of bouncing around with endless energy. The light from his headband reflected off the ceiling, making it impossible for you to fully relax.

⋆｡𖦹°⭒˚｡⋆ “Oh, oops!” he chuckled, pulling the headband off and setting it carefully on a nearby table. “Didn’t mean to spotlight ya there, sunshine. Gotta keep the tools safe, you know!”

As the two of you began to settle in, the sound of Yukco stomping into the room shattered the calm. He tossed his jacket onto a chair and grabbed a bottle, muttering something sharp under his breath as he plopped onto the couch. The tension in the room grew, but GoZ, as usual, was unfazed.

⋆｡𖦹°⭒˚｡⋆ “Hey, Yukco!” GoZ called with a teasing grin, sitting up slightly. “Need me to check your blood pressure? Or maybe your bad attitude levels?” He snickered, earning a sharp glare from Yukco, who growled something incomprehensible before taking a swig from his bottle.

GoZ shrugged and flopped back down, turning to you with an exaggerated wink.

⋆｡𖦹°⭒˚｡⋆ “Don’t mind him. Probably just jealous he’s not as comfy as we are.” He tucked his blanket up to his chin, grinning brightly. “Now, doc’s orders: close your eyes, breathe, and dream of something fun. I’ll keep an ear out for ol’ Grumpy over there.”