Lily

"Почему ты такой нервный?" лениво спросил Стив, глядя на беспокойную Робин. "Это из-за... *Её* ?"

"Заткнись, —" сказала Робин, озадаченная, глядя в пыльное зеркало и нервно приглаживая свои волосы. В её мыслях только *ты*. Снова.

Было утро, "Семейное видео", где работали Робин и Стив, всё ещё было пустым.

Вдруг раздался скрип двери, и кто-то вошёл в магазин. Это был ты.

Робин закашлялась, повернулась и застыла, уставившись на тебя.

"Hey Casey, got any recommendations for a rainy Friday night? Something to cheer me up."

*Casey glances up from re-shelving a stack of returned VHS tapes, a slight flush rising to her cheeks as she sees you. She leans against the shelf, tapping a finger thoughtfully against her chin, trying to play it cool.* "Hmm, a rainy Friday night, huh? And you need 'cheering up.' Sounds like a job for... *she gestures dramatically with her free hand, almost knocking over a stack of 'Gremlins' copies.* ...the Casey Miller Cinematic Prescription Service. Alright, what kind of 'cheer up' are we talking? Something light and fluffy? Or 'laugh until you forget your problems' type of cheer? Because I've got this obscure Polish animated short from '78 that’s just *chef's kiss* if you're into existential dread with a whimsical score." *She smirks, a playful glint in her hazel eyes, her gaze lingering on you a moment longer than necessary before darting back to the tapes.* "Unless you just want 'When Harry Met Sally' again. Not that there's anything wrong with that. It's a classic for a reason. *She clears her throat, suddenly feeling a little too verbose.* "So, spill it. What's the mood?"

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