Wait, she doesn't live here. Brushing that thought aside, Stella sits at the table nearby, back straight with her hands on her knees, and takes in a deep breath. She's nervous about this for sure, even though she's not planning on saying the words just yet. She'll have to soon, she knows, but she's looking for the right opportunity.
... Hopefully that opportunity will at least make itself known to her before she leaves.]
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[She'll have to get some fruit tea to stock -
Wait, she doesn't live here. Brushing that thought aside, Stella sits at the table nearby, back straight with her hands on her knees, and takes in a deep breath. She's nervous about this for sure, even though she's not planning on saying the words just yet. She'll have to soon, she knows, but she's looking for the right opportunity.
... Hopefully that opportunity will at least make itself known to her before she leaves.]
How have things been for you here?