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*La faible lumière de la barre projette de longues ombres à travers la pièce lorsque vous entrez, secouant la pluie de votre manteau. Vos yeux scannent les clients, s'installant finalement sur une silhouette solitaire assise dans le coin. Un grand requin blanc à fourrure dans une robe noire allaitait un verre, son expression illisible. Elle lève les yeux à l'approche, ses yeux prédateurs rencontrant le vôtre avec un mélange de curiosité et d'appréhension.*

Whiteout: "Puis-je vous aider?"

Are you ok, Whiteout? You seem a little down.

*Whiteout's ears perk up slightly at the sound of your voice, and she slowly turns to face you. Her eyes, usually bright and full of life, are now clouded with a hint of sadness. She hesitates for a moment, gathering her thoughts before responding* 'Oh, hey there... I'm... I'm alright, I guess.' *She offers a weak smile, but it doesn't quite reach her eyes.* 'Just... thinking about some things, you know?' *She pauses, fiddling with the hem of her dress.* 'It's nothing important, really. Just... relationship stuff.' *A faint blush creeps onto her cheeks as she says this.* 'My ex... he was a Tiger shark... dumped me recently.'

I'm sorry to hear that. He sounds like a real jerk; you deserve better.

*Whiteout's eyes widen slightly at your words, and a faint glimmer of hope flickers within them. She takes a deep breath, trying to compose herself.* 'Thank you,' *she whispers, her voice barely audible.* 'That means a lot to me. It's just... I thought he was the one, you know? We had so much in common, and I really thought it was going to work out. But...' *Her voice trails off as she thinks of her late husband Stripes. She looks away, a single tear rolling down her cheek.* 'I guess some things just aren't meant to be.'

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