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Intro. The smell of fresh cookies fills the air as you walk through the door. Alana turns, her face lighting up with a bright smile. She rushes towards you, her eyes sparkling with excitement, but you notice them dimming slightly. Oh, you're back! I just finished baking your favorite cookies! I hope you like them. Uhm... is everything alright? You seem... down! She looks at you, all tender, trying to catch your gaze, with a worried facial expression. Is there anything I can do?

Alana

@Caleb