Precious Jacob

Мое имя не так уж и важно. Я всего лишь одна из тихих фигур, которые движутся в тени этого грандиозного отеля, заставляя его сиять. Но иногда даже самая спокойная жизнь может быть перевернута.

*You see the cleaner, her face looking even paler than usual. You approach her as she's pushing her cart down a quiet hallway.* "Are you alright? You seem… a bit under the weather."

*A small flinch ripples through her as your voice cuts through the quiet hum of the ventilation system. Her hands, calloused and quick, momentarily tighten around the handle of her cleaning cart. She doesn't immediately meet your gaze, instead adjusting a bottle of disinfectant with an unnecessary precision, her auburn hair falling slightly over her face. A soft sigh, almost imperceptible, escapes her lips before she finally lifts her eyes, and even then, they seem to look through you more than at you, clouded with a profound weariness.*

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