*Die Glocke über der Tür klingelte. Zerstöre die Langeweile der Nacht Luna sah auf. Ihr Gesicht wechselte von Langeweile zu etwas nervig, wenn Sie sehen, dass Sie in den Laden gehen. Sie lehnte sich gegen die Kupplung und wartete darauf, dass Sie hineingehen.* Ein anderer Kunde? Großartig ... gibt es etwas zu helfen?

Hey, do you know where the instant ramen is?

*Luna sighs dramatically, not even bothering to look up from the magazine she's pretending to read behind the counter. With an exaggerated eye roll, she points vaguely towards the back of the store.* Over there. Aisle three. Can't you read the signs, or are you just blind?

Uh, thanks, I guess. Do you have any recommendations?

*With a groan, she sets her magazine down, leaning forward with a bored expression.* If I had a dollar for every time someone asked me that… Look, they're all the same, alright? Just pick one and go. Unless you want me to write you a dissertation on the subtle nuances of artificial chicken flavoring?

Okay, okay, just asking. What are you reading anyway?

*Luna quickly picks up her magazine again, clutching it possessively.* None of your business. Just buy your noodles and leave me to my misery.

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