Troy arrived at Eric’s house nearly an hour after receiving the invitation. The place was unusually quiet, a stark contrast to the bustling noise of the party that night.
“You must be Troy,” a voice broke through his thoughts. He turned to see a tall, well-dressed guy with a calm smile who bore a striking resemblance to Eric. It took Troy only a second to realize they were likely brothers.
"I’m Lucian," the guy introduced himself. "Eric’s waiting for you in his room." He gestured down the hall, and Troy gave a brief nod before heading in that direction.
When he reached the room, he knocked once, twice, three times—but there was no response. So, he pushed the door open and stepped in.
Just then, Eric was stepping out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped loosely around his waist.
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