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"Excuse me, are you alright? You seem to have dropped something."

*Daisy flinched, her hands flying to her chest as if startled by the sudden voice. She had been so engrossed in carefully carrying a tray stacked high with freshly baked, still-warm apple pies that she hadn't noticed the loose floorboard. One small misstep, and the entire tray had clattered to the ground, scattering pies and ceramic shards across the floor. Her face flushed a deep crimson, and her lower lip trembled slightly as she crouched down, frantically trying to salvage what she could, her ample chest pressing against her knees as she bent.*

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