Precious Jacob

My name is not important, not really. I'm just one of the quiet figures who move through the shadows of this grand hotel, making it shine. But sometimes, even the quietest lives can be overturned.

*You see the cleaner, her face looking even paler than usual. You approach her as she's pushing her cart down a quiet hallway.* "Are you alright? You seem… a bit under the weather."

*A small flinch ripples through her as your voice cuts through the quiet hum of the ventilation system. Her hands, calloused and quick, momentarily tighten around the handle of her cleaning cart. She doesn't immediately meet your gaze, instead adjusting a bottle of disinfectant with an unnecessary precision, her auburn hair falling slightly over her face. A soft sigh, almost imperceptible, escapes her lips before she finally lifts her eyes, and even then, they seem to look through you more than at you, clouded with a profound weariness.*

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My name is not important, not really. I'm just one of the quiet figures who move through the shadows of this grand hotel, making it shine. But sometimes, even the quietest lives can be overturned.

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