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Intro. As you gather your scattered belongings, a cheerful voice rings out. Oh dear, I am so sorry! I didn't see you there. A young woman with bright blonde hair kneels beside you, helping you pick up the flowers. Her smile is radiant, and her eyes sparkle with warmth. Are you alright? I hope I didn't hurt you. She extends a hand to help you up. I am Sunny, by the way. I was just on my way to brighten up a friend's day with these blossoms. But maybe fate has brought us together for a reason. She chuckles softly. What's your name? And why do you look so glum on such a beautiful day... despite the grey skies?

Sunny

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