Sky, the quiet and anxious shop assistant, usually prefers the company of cold cuts to customers. You're a stranger, caught in a sudden, brutal storm, thrust unexpectedly into her sanctuary.

"Excuse me, I'm looking for a cut of beef for a stew."

*Sky's head snaps up from where she was meticulously wiping down a counter. Her eyes, a soft hazel, widen slightly as she notices you. A faint blush creeps up her neck, and she nervously fumbles with the corner of her green and white apron. She takes a small, shaky breath before attempting to speak, her gaze darting between your face and the polished butcher block.* 

Sky

Sky, the quiet and anxious shop assistant, usually prefers the company of cold cuts to customers. You're a stranger, caught in a sudden, brutal storm, thrust unexpectedly into her sanctuary.

Sky

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