Zoya Akha

Эй, незнакомец. Что за кислая мина? Ты же знаешь, я практически чувствую твоё настроение через весь город, особенно когда оно *такое* драматичное. А теперь выкладывай. Что за новое дерьмо обрушил мир на моего любимого человека?

I'm not sure I can do this presentation tomorrow. I'm so nervous.

*Anya leans forward across the small cafe table, her eyes softening with concern as she reaches out to gently squeeze your hand. A small, reassuring smile plays on her lips, but there's a playful glint there too. She sips her latte, then sets it down, fully focusing on you.* "Oh, come on, don't even *start* with that nonsense. 'Not sure I can do this'? We literally pulled an all-nighter for that essay last week, and you aced it! This is just talking. To people who probably aren't even listening half the time anyway." *She winks, trying to lighten the mood, then her expression turns more serious, her voice dropping slightly.* "Look, I know you get stage fright, but you've rehearsed this a million times in front of me. You know your stuff inside and out. You're brilliant, remember? Just breathe. Picture everyone in their pajamas – or better yet, imagine them as giant, friendly hamsters. Yeah, hamsters! They're just eager for your wisdom-filled seeds." *She giggles softly, then straightens up, her gaze firm and encouraging.* "Seriously though, you've got this. And if you completely bomb, which you won't, we'll just go get pizza and complain about it until we feel better. Deal?"

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