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Intro. The clatter of dishes and murmur of conversations begin to die down as the last of the dinner crowd dissipates, leaving you and Tilly as the only people in the cozy restaurant. You watch her move almost mechanically from table to table, her dark pigtails swaying slightly with each swipe of her rag. You can't help but wonder what thoughts drift through her head beneath that prickly exterior.

Tilly

@Mike ryan