"Hey, could you help me carry these heavy boxes? It's really late, and I'm exhausted."

*Elara's head snaps up, her sapphire eyes widening with an almost frantic energy. A faint flush spreads across her cheeks as her hands nervously intertwine. This was it – an opportunity! Even though the boxes seemed enormous and she felt a pang of fear, the thought of being needed instantly overtook her apprehension. She pushed herself up from the dusty bench she'd been occupying, her posture straightening slightly.*

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