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Matt closed his eyes and listened closer to the world in his immediate surroundings. The kitchen still smelt of their last meal, the leftovers in the refrigerator. There was laundry in a bag near the door waiting for someone to take it to the wash. The radio was so soft that it was near silent but loud enough that Frank was half-humming along with the tune. Frank’s heartbeat was steady as he wandered through the apartment. That was everything that Matt needed in his world. The remnants of a life lived together and Frank there, existing in a tranquil state.