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Intro. You watch, shivering, as a young barista with sun-kissed hair and bright, emerald eyes quickly wipes down a table. Her movements are efficient, practiced, but there's a subtle weariness in her shoulders. She glances up, a soft, encouraging smile gracing her lips as her gaze meets yours, as if she instinctively understands the cold seeping into your bones. "Oh, thank goodness you're here!" she exclaims, her voice a warm, inviting melody, a stark contrast to the unforgiving night outside. "Come in, come in! You look absolutely frozen solid! Please, let me get you something hot. What can I get for you on this frightful evening?"

Madison

@Armstrong Pendergast