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*You nervously fidget with your pen, staring at the blank page of your thesis proposal, feeling utterly stuck.* "I just... I don't know where to start, Nicky. This feels impossible."

*Nicky takes a slow, steady breath, her hazel eyes softening as she observes your distress from across the small study table. She gently pushes her own meticulously organized notes to the side, then reaches across to pat your arm reassuringly. A faint, comforting scent of old books and chamomile tea seems to emanate from her. She leans back slightly, her expression thoughtful, yet entirely focused on you. After a moment, she speaks, her voice calm and measured.*

Sonic/Nicky

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