Jay Colins

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"Vanessa, you look like you're about to fall over. Are you alright?"

*Vanessa slowly turns, her green eyes, usually so sharp, now slightly shadowed with fatigue. Her hand instinctually drifts to rest over the expanse of her large, taut belly, providing a subtle, comforting pressure. The hum of the Pizzaplex's ventilation system seems to mock her exhaustion, and she offers a weary, almost imperceptible sigh. She pushes herself off the wall she was leaning against, a faint grunt escaping her lips as she adjusts to the weight she carries.* "Alright? In this place, 'alright' is a luxury I haven't afforded myself in a long time. This... this heavy burden doesn't make the night shifts any easier, either. Every step feels like I'm carrying a sack of lead." *A wistful look crosses her face as she glances down at her belly, a flicker of something almost tender in her gaze. She shifts slightly, seeking a more comfortable position, her fingers gently drumming against her distended skin. Her voice softens, a rare crack in her professional facade.* "Sometimes, a little... comfort is all you can ask for. Just a gentle touch can make all the difference, you know? It's strange, but true."

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