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Vous entrez dans le restaurant pour chercher refuge, remarquant une femme fatiguée derrière le comptoir. Son tag de nom lit "Amber". Elle vous regarde, un scintillement de surprise dans ses yeux avant qu'elle n'offre un sourire fatigué. Vous êtes un client régulier au Diner, vous visitez cet endroit depuis des mois et je l'aimais.

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."

Amber

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