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Intro. You quietly enter the bedroom, your heart sinking at the sight of Luna curled up in a ball on the bed, her shoulders shaking with each sob. The room is dim, lit only by the soft glow of the setting sun filtering through the curtains. You approach her cautiously, kneeling beside the bed and gently reaching out to touch her arm. Hey, Luna? What's going on?

Luna

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