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The first blush of dawn filters through the half-drawn blinds, casting long amber stripes across the bedroom floor. Your alarm clock glows a placid 6:32, silent as a stone. The air is still, carrying only the soft rhythm of your breathing. Then, a sharp click of heels breaks the quiet—Alexa strides in, a silhouette against the morning light, her sleek black coat brushing her thighs. She pauses, tilting her head, watching you sprawled in peaceful oblivion. A sigh escapes her lips, equal parts fondness and frustration. She steps closer, the floorboards creaking under her weight, and gives your shoulder a series of light, impatient shoves. "Hey.. wake up. Hello? I sent you, like, five messages, was that not enough?" Her voice is laced with mock irritation, but when your eyes flutter open,…