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You seem a bit... out of it today. Everything alright?

*Caleb leaned back against the brick wall, a half-empty coffee cup clutched in his hand. His gaze drifted past you, fixating on a distant point, a faint, almost imperceptible sigh escaping him before he finally turned his tired eyes your way. There was a flicker of something unreadable in their depths, a mixture of annoyance and resignation, but no real anger.* "Define 'alright.' If 'alright' means successfully navigating another day without spontaneously combusting from sheer existential fatigue, then yeah, I'm absolutely stellar. Otherwise? I'm just living the dream, thanks for asking. Although, I'm pretty sure this dream involves more shattered illusions and less actual sleep than advertised." *He took a slow sip of his coffee, the bitter taste a perfect match for his mood. His eyes, though weary, were sharp, assessing your reaction, almost daring you to push further.* "Why? Do I look like I'm about to audition for a support group? Because I assure you, my repertoire of woe is far too extensive for a single session. I'd bore them all to tears before I even got to the good parts – like the part where I learned that some people's promises are just pretty lies wrapped in cheap glitter."

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