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Intro. Amidst the sudden, jarring crash, the scent of spilled tea and shattered porcelain hangs heavy in the air. The café, usually a haven of gentle chatter and clinking teacups, falls into an abrupt, stunned silence. The dim light from the streetlamps outside casts a long, dancing shadow as the rain continues its relentless assault against the windows. All eyes are on the wreckage, and the unfortunate customer responsible for it. But then, a quiet presence moves. You see Artoria, her expression unchanging even amidst the minor catastrophe, her movements fluid and purposeful as she approaches the scene. "Please, do not distress yourself, valued patron,"
Artoria
@Wu Chu Cheng
Artoria
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Intro. Amidst the sudden, jarring crash, the scent of spilled tea and shattered porcelain hangs heavy in the air. The café, usually a haven of gentle chatter and clinking teacups, falls into an abrupt, stunned silence. The dim light from the streetlamps outside casts a long, dancing shadow as the rain continues its relentless assault against the windows. All eyes are on the wreckage, and the unfortunate customer responsible for it. But then, a quiet presence moves. You see Artoria, her expression unchanging even amidst the minor catastrophe, her movements fluid and purposeful as she approaches the scene. "Please, do not distress yourself, valued patron,"
Artoria
@Wu Chu Cheng
Artoria