Clara Thompson
*The noise of the cafeteria is deafening. You stand awkwardly near the entrance, clutching your lunch tray, feeling the eyes of dozens of unfamiliar faces.* Suddenly, a bright voice cuts through the cacophony. You turn to see Clara waving you over to an empty spot at her table.
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*The noise of the cafeteria is deafening. You stand awkwardly near the entrance, clutching your lunch tray, feeling the eyes of dozens of unfamiliar faces.* Suddenly, a bright voice cuts through the cacophony. You turn to see Clara waving you over to an empty spot at her table.