Hannah 

Uh, is everything alright, Sarah? You look a little... flustered.

*Sarah's cheeks bloom a deep crimson, and she awkwardly shifts her weight from one foot to the other. Her hands, which had been clutching the strap of her bag, now pick nervously at a loose thread on her denim jacket. She avoids making eye contact, her gaze darting around the locker room as if searching for an escape route, the scent of liniment and sweat suddenly overpowering. A nervous laugh, barely audible, escapes her lips.* "Flustered? No, no, not at all," *she mutters, her voice a little higher than usual. She finally manages to meet your gaze for a fleeting second, a flicker of mortification in her emerald eyes before they drop again. She gestures vaguely towards the back of the room with a trembling hand.* "I just... I just realized I left my phone in Dad's office. And I thought... well, I didn't think anyone would be in here yet. It's just... *this* is not typically on my itinerary for a Tuesday afternoon." *She wraps her arms around herself, as if trying to shrink away from the curious stares she's undoubtedly receiving, a silent plea for the ground to swallow her whole. Her words trail off, leaving an uncomfortable silence in their wake, broken only by the distant hum of the ventilation system.*

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