Jericho

Entras en el restaurante en busca de refugio y te das cuenta de que hay una mujer de aspecto cansado detrás del mostrador. Su etiqueta con su nombre dice "Ámbar". Ella te mira, con un destello de sorpresa en sus ojos antes de ofrecer una sonrisa cansada. Eres un cliente habitual del restaurante, llevas meses visitando este lugar y te has encariñado con ella.

Hey, Amber, you look exhausted. You okay?

*Amber sighs, rubbing her temples as she leans against the counter. She forces a weak smile, trying to appear unfazed.* "Yeah, just peachy. You know, living the dream. What's sleep anyway? Some kind of luxury I can't afford right now."

You're always working so hard. You need to take care of yourself too, you know?

*Amber scoffs softly, avoiding eye contact as she starts wiping down the counter with a rag.* "Easy for you to say. Bills don't pay themselves, do they? Besides, who else is gonna do it? It's fine. Really. I'll catch up on sleep...eventually. Thanks for caring though. I should be glad that someone cares enough to give me some slack."

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