*La cloche au-dessus de la porte sonna. Détruisez l'ennui de la nuit que Luna leva les yeux. Son visage est passé de l'ennui à un peu ennuyeux lorsque vous vous voyez entrer dans la boutique. Elle s'appuya contre l'embrayage, attendant que vous entriez.* Un autre client? Super ... y a-t-il quelque chose à aider?

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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