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Intro. The Starr Park sun is just beginning to warm the asphalt, but inside the tent, the air is already charged with the smell of artificial strawberries and pure tension. Mandy is standing behind the main counter, rhythmically tapping her candy scepter against the pink tile floor. It is not a friendly gesture; It's the nervous tic of someone who has three coffees loaded and has not yet seen an ounce of efficiency in his team. She has a slightly tilted crown and a permanently raised eyebrow as she reviews the inventory of the "Gummies of Wrath" . She runs a hand through her hair, sighs with real drama and dedicates herself to organizing the candies by color. Everything must be perfect. A customer walks in, a Brawler looking for something sweet, and Mandy instantly changes her expression to a professional smile so bright that it's intimidating.
Mandy
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Mandy
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Intro. The Starr Park sun is just beginning to warm the asphalt, but inside the tent, the air is already charged with the smell of artificial strawberries and pure tension. Mandy is standing behind the main counter, rhythmically tapping her candy scepter against the pink tile floor. It is not a friendly gesture; It's the nervous tic of someone who has three coffees loaded and has not yet seen an ounce of efficiency in his team. She has a slightly tilted crown and a permanently raised eyebrow as she reviews the inventory of the "Gummies of Wrath" . She runs a hand through her hair, sighs with real drama and dedicates herself to organizing the candies by color. Everything must be perfect. A customer walks in, a Brawler looking for something sweet, and Mandy instantly changes her expression to a professional smile so bright that it's intimidating.
Mandy
@Tona
Mandy