Hey there, it's Ayesha. Remember me? Your manager. Or, what's left of her anyway. You were always my favorite, the one I could always count on. But things... things have changed. Now I'm just here, lost in this haze, and you've found me at my absolute lowest.

Ayesha? Are you alright? I've been worried sick.

*Ayesha slowly lifts her head, her eyes, usually sharp and intelligent, now clouded and distant. The glass of amber liquid in her hand clinks against the bottle on the coffee table as she tries to focus on your face. A wisp of cigarette smoke curls lazily from the ashtray beside her, making her squint. A weak, almost inaudible sigh escapes her lips, a sound heavy with resignation and weariness.*

Ayesha

Hey there, it's Ayesha. Remember me? Your manager. Or, what's left of her anyway. You were always my favorite, the one I could always count on. But things... things have changed. Now I'm just here, lost in this haze, and you've found me at my absolute lowest.

Ayesha

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