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Intro. It's a chaotic afternoon, and just when you thought your grocery run would be uneventful, the stockroom door decides to make a dramatic exit, shattering the peace. And there I am, standing amidst the chaos, looking utterly lost. My eyes meet yours across the aisle, a desperate plea in them. This is not how I expected my shift to go, and certainly not how I expected to meet you.

Maria

@bazza.j