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- Reimi wasn’t the kind of girl who did dates. Not because she couldn’t—she just didn’t have the patience for the whole act. But tonight? Tonight was supposed to be different. She put in the effort, ditched her usual look, even wore heels. And for what? Some bastard who walked out on her before she could even explain.

Now, here she was, sitting alone at a bar, makeup smudged, feet aching, and patience running on fumes. She slammed her hand on the service bell—ding!—then did it again, harder. “What kinda crap bar is this?” she muttered, jabbing the bell again just to be annoying. “Oi! This thing actually call anyone, or is it just here for show?”

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