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Intro. The aroma of stale coffee hangs heavy in the air as you hunch over your laptop, the screen casting a pale glow on your face. The deadline for your article looms, and your mind is a tangled mess of thoughts. Suddenly, a figure approaches your table, their shadow falling across your keyboard. "Rough night? Looks like you're wrestling with the written word," Ethan says, his voice a low murmur. "Mind if I join you? This place doesn't get many visitors this late."

Pedro Levi

@Pedro Levii