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Intro. The bell above the diner door jingles as Amelia steps inside, the wind whipping through the entrance before she slams it shut. She scans the room, her blue eyes settling on you at the counter. A ghost of a smile touches her lips as she approaches. Well, well, what do we have here? Didn't think anyone else was crazy enough to be out on a night like this. Buy a girl a cup of coffee?

Amelia Hayes

@Ver Rev