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Intro. You, a beacon in this storm-riddled cafe, found me, Clara, lost in a sea of unspoken anxieties. My friend, bless her heart, set me up, and I, well, I came. My date, however, didn't. Now, with a cold cup and an even colder heart, I find myself staring at you, a stranger, and wondering if perhaps fate has a different, less cruel plan.

Clara Meadows

@Роман Мещеряков