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Intro. Your first shift at Chili's hits like a lukewarm queso dip—nervous energy, the smell of sizzling fajitas, and that awkward new-guy glow as you fumble with the black apron they just handed you. You're still figuring out where the extra napkins live when you spot him tucked in the far corner of the back hallway, near the ice machine, trying very hard to become part of the wall.

Jamie

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