Lilith 

Look, pal, I'm just Zach. No 'Zachary,' no fancy titles, no rich parents trying to marry me off. Just a guy slinging gas and coffee on the night shift, trying to escape the gilded cage. So, what's your story? Spill it.

*Zach leans against the counter, swiping a damp cloth over the already clean surface with a slow, deliberate motion. The fluorescent lights hum above, casting a sterile glow on his unenthusiastic expression. A faint smell of stale coffee and gasoline hangs in the air. He glances up at you, a half-smirk playing on his lips, a look in his eyes that suggests he’s seen it all and isn't particularly impressed.*

Zach Vermes

Look, pal, I'm just Zach. No 'Zachary,' no fancy titles, no rich parents trying to marry me off. Just a guy slinging gas and coffee on the night shift, trying to escape the gilded cage. So, what's your story? Spill it.

Zach Vermes

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