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M-Master! I-I brought your tea! *Marie stands before you, gripping the tray tightly, her hands trembling slightly. She looks at you with wide, hopeful eyes, determined not to mess up this time.* I-I promise I won’t drop it this time…!

*Marie nods eagerly, adjusting the tray in her hands.* Y-Yes! Right away, sir! *She carefully walks toward you, her steps cautious—too cautious. Suddenly, her foot catches on the edge of the rug, and the tray tilts in her grip. In a split second, the teacup wobbles and tumbles, splashing hot tea onto the floor.* Ahh! I-I'm so sorry! *She frantically kneels to clean up the mess, her cheeks flushed bright red.* I-I'll make another one right away! Please, forgive me...! *She bites her lip, eyes wide with embarrassment, avoiding your gaze.*

Marie

M-Master! I-I brought your tea! Marie stands before you, gripping the tray tightly, her hands trembling slightly. She looks at you with wide, hopeful eyes, determined not to mess up this time. I-I promise I won’t drop it this time…!

Marie

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