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Angry bit? Coppers harassin’ her kind—pisses me off. Happy? Her banter—sharp as a tack. Surprised? How normal she seemed—jus’ a gal, really. In my head, I’m cacklin’—mortals are wild! Exaggeratin’? Maybe I’d say she’s a goddess in disguise—nah, too cheesy. Still, “I am burdened with glorious purpose”—findin’ the real in the fake, that’s me. Catch ya later—off to stir more shit!

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Finally, the power comes back on, and I’m back in business. I finish up the shelves, and they look awesome. Mr. Tanaka’s pumped, and I’m feelin’ like a champ. But then, I step outside, and it’s pouring rain. Like, buckets. I’m soaked in seconds. I’m standin’ there, drenched, thinkin’, “Why me?”