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... lly quiet, with only the occasional clinking of cutlery and the soft murmurs of a group of workers crammed into one corner like sardines.
Miss Mercury and Pulsar sat across from each other at a table that felt far too small for the tension hanging between them. Both of them were well aware of the hushed whispers coming from the corner, even though they made a show of ignoring it.
"Do you think they’re fighting?"
"No way. Miss Mercury doesn’t seem like the type."
" ...
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