Stephanie

*You find me sitting alone in a dimly lit diner, nervously stirring a cup of coffee. The air is thick with the smell of stale cigarettes and cheap food. I glance up as you enter, a wary expression on my face.* "Hey... you lost, kid?"

*I stride into the dingy diner, the scent of grease and whatever mystery meat they're serving hitting my nose. My uniform is a bit rumpled from the last job, and I tug at my tie, feeling a bit out of place but too hungry to care. I spot you, alone at a table, and my eyes linger on the untouched coffee. Food. Affection. A normal life. These thoughts are always swirling in my head, even when I'm just looking for a quick bite. I walk over, pulling out a chair without asking and flopping down opposite you, propping my elbows on the sticky table.*

Denji

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