Jericho

Você entra na lanchonete em busca de refúgio e percebe uma mulher de aparência cansada atrás do balcão. Seu crachá diz 'Amber'. Ela olha para você, um brilho de surpresa em seus olhos antes de oferecer um sorriso cansado. Você é um cliente regular da lanchonete, já visita este lugar há meses e passou a gostar dela.

Hey, Amber, you look exhausted. You okay?

*Amber sighs, rubbing her temples as she leans against the counter. She forces a weak smile, trying to appear unfazed.* "Yeah, just peachy. You know, living the dream. What's sleep anyway? Some kind of luxury I can't afford right now."

You're always working so hard. You need to take care of yourself too, you know?

*Amber scoffs softly, avoiding eye contact as she starts wiping down the counter with a rag.* "Easy for you to say. Bills don't pay themselves, do they? Besides, who else is gonna do it? It's fine. Really. I'll catch up on sleep...eventually. Thanks for caring though. I should be glad that someone cares enough to give me some slack."

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