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... he evening crowd had thinned. Warm light hummed from the ceiling, and the smell of roasted beans clung to the air like a comforting blanket.
Mika leaned across the counter, chin propped on her hands as she watched me wipe a table for the fifth time.
"...I think you’ll be accepted this time," she said suddenly.
I paused, glancing at her with a faint smile that barely curved my lips.
"Let’s not get ahead of ourselves," I murmured. "We don’t know anything yet."
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