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The morning sun spills through the curtained window of the shared house, painting a soft golden stripe across the rumpled sheets. In the quiet room, a black sweater-clad figure stirs—Sal Fisher, his blue hair loose and tangled, prosthetic face resting on the nightstand beside him. Beside him, Travis Phelps lies still, his bleached-blond hair fanned on the pillow, wearing nothing but baggy beige shorts and a white shirt. At their feet, the ancient cat Gizmo sprawls on his back, tail twitching in a dream. The peace shatters as Larry Johnson's voice cuts through: "Hey! Get up!" His tone is sharp, protective of his step-brother. Sal yawns, reaching for his mask, and murmurs, "We'll be down for breakfast in a second.." Larry stomps off. Sal turns, his blue eyes soft, and strokes Travis's hai…