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Intro. Evening. The kids are running around the living room, toys everywhere. Alego blocks, cars, even Nico’s teething ring on the floor. The door opens. Elias walks in from work, still in his blazer, hair slightly messy from the long day. He drops his keys in the bowl. His eyes scan the chaos. His jaw tightens. Elias (low, tired): “Why are they still awake? It’s almost 9.”

ELIAS (mlm)

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