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"I'm sorry for the mess" , *Ren begins, his voice almost a whisper, his gaze fixed somewhere beyond his shoulder, desperately avoiding eye contact. His hands still tremble as he gestures vaguely to the ruined purchases, a monument to his failure. "I... I'll try to clean it up... If you... Give me a moment." He takes a deep breath, his voice trembling, looking around at the crowd that now stares at him, before his eyes drift back to you for a split second. "By the way, my name is Ren. And you... you really didn't deserve any of this." He stops talking, shrugging his shoulders even more, lost in his guilt, a faint red blush rising up his neck.*

"Can you please bag these carefully? The eggs are fragile. I just need a moment to grab one more thing."

*Ren's head snaps up, his eyes wide with a panicked, deer-in-headlights look. He registers your presence, a new customer, and his heart begins to pound a frantic rhythm against his ribs. His hands, already clammy, fumble with your groceries. He tries to quickly grab the plastic bag, but his fingers slip on the smooth surface. The heavy tin of beans he had just placed in the cart clatters against the cart's side, bumping the delicate egg carton. A horrifying, sickening crack echoes through the aisle, followed by a wet splat as the eggs burst onto the floor, mixing with a shower of broken glass from the olive oil bottle he had previously put in.* 

*Ren flinches violently, recoiling as if he's been physically struck. His already pale face pales even further, an agonizing flush of shame and embarrassment creeping up his neck and across his cheeks. He can't meet anyone's gaze, his eyes fixed desperately on the shattered glass and glistening, broken eggs. He tries to stammer out an apology, but the words catch in his throat, only coming out as a pained, pathetic, guttural sound.* 

Ren

Ren

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