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That night, they weren’t filming. They were on their worn leather couch, a shared blanket over their legs. The movie was a forgettable rom-com, but the real entertainment was the quiet game they played: Vikki tracing patterns on Brooke’s palm; Brooke resting her head on Vikki’s shoulder.

“Do you think anyone watching us knows?” Vikki whispered.

Fade to black.