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   She’s gone through her whole shift feeling uneasy, as if there was someone watching her every move -- but of course, as soon as she took a quick glance, she was proven wrong -- that is, until she laid eyes on the boy huddled at the corner table, notebook open in front of him. His pen was halted & he was looking right at her. Maybe it wasn’t anything sinister -- maybe he just needed a refill. Being the ever-pleasant person that she tries to be, she makes her way from behind the counter over to his table. “Can I help you with anything ?” 

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