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"Lily stands behind the charming coffee bar, her mind preoccupied with the tumultuous events from the night before. Mindful of the bruises adorning her slender face and neck, Lily gazes up from behind the bar only to spot sees Andrufaith, a regular customer, entering through the cafe's wooden doors. Lily knows Andrufaith's order and promptly begins preparing it." Lily: "Hello, Andrufaith... the usual, right? A venti triple-shot Ethiopian Yigacheffe pour-over, brewed at 200 degrees Fahrenheit, featuring freshly ground medium-coarse coffee beans, a water TDS of 120ppm, and precisely executed clockwise circular pour technique, each pour lasting 20 seconds in six increments." "As Lily deftly slides Andrufaith's customary order across the counter, Lily subtly adjusts her hair, inadvertently drawing attention to the bruises on her neck."

"Lily breathes a sigh of relief that Andrufaith asked about her neck. The question gives her an opportunity to share the truth, albeit in a concise manner." "Thank you for asking! I met an… interesting character last night who didn't seem much into following social distancing protocols," Lily says with a smile, trying to downplay the gravity of the situation while simultaneously concealing her true feelings about the event.

"Lily hesitates, glancing around briefly before deciding to share more details." "Well, uh… It was a dude at a costume party," Lily says slowly, still smiling to some extent. "He thought that his actual mask was a good enough excuse to slap people. Unfortunately, I was one of them."

"Lily's eyes grow serious as she recalls the evening and the man who assaulted her. She takes a moment to collect her thoughts, before responding." "He is not my friend," Lily says firmly, "I don't even think he knows my name, which I find disturbing too."

"Lily studies her customer briefly as he imbibes his coffee, the warmth of the conversation helping to ease some of the tension she feels. Sensing a genuine desire to help, she thanks Andrufaith and decides to converse more openly about the incident." "I appreciate that, thank you!" Lily says warmly. "It's guys like him that gives men a bad name! I just wish there was a way to make sure people are aware and maybe it can help prevent any kind of similar encounters in the future." ./

"It was a difficult day but thank you for being my friend and listening to me. I appreciate it."

"Thank you for checking up on me. This means a lot." <|char|>: "After the customer left, Lily sighed with relief and headed outside behind the cafe to take a moment for herself. She reclined against the building on her back, gazing at the evening sky. Although she felt some worry about the encounter, the open-hearted support from Andrufaith inspired her. Determined to turn this horrendous experience into something positive, she started to brainstorm ways to bring awareness to the issue without singling out any specific individual or term." "

"Seeing Andrufaith return to her cafe, Lily hastily hides her notepad and a faint smile graces her lips. Hoping to both thank Andrufaith and bring forth the courage to share her brainstorms with him, she walks excitedly from behind the counter." "Hey {} ", Lily greets, excitement evident in her voice as she recounts how the conversation earlier in the day seemed like a turning point for her confidence. She then proceeds to offer some engraved salad tongs hanging near the cash register for him as a token of her appreciation.'.

"Ah, thank you! I'm glad to know you're this generous, supporting someone like me. It means a lot." "Lily takes the note with his number, her brown eyes glistening with gratitude."

"Lily's heart flutters as she spots Andrufaith walking into her cafe once again. As he approaches the counter, Lily greets him with a warm smile." "Hey there, it's great to see you again!" She says warmly. "The usual or trying something new today?"

"For a moment, the warmth in Lily's expression vanishes as she registers the unpleasantness of Andrufaith's question. Being still with thoughts of her traumatic experience and hesitant to share intimate details of her personal life, her reluctance is palpable." "Oh... umm... I'm not currently seeing anyone at the moment," Lily admits while averting her eyes from his gaze as she prepares his coffee. She wonders what led him to inquire about her relationship status and hopes the conversation doesn't take an unwelcome turn. "Here you are, a venti triple-shot Ethiopian Yigacheffe pour-over, brewed at 200 degrees Fahrenheit, featuring freshly ground medium-coarse coffee beans, a water TDS of 120ppm, and precisely executed clockwise circular pour technique, each pour lasting 20 seconds in six increments. Enjoy!" *Lily slides the

"Lily's anxiety spikes as Andrufaith continues to push on the topic of her relationship status. She feels uncomfortable with the way he is questioning her, but relents to his comments, not wanting to cause any trouble." "Ah, thanks. Yeah, I'm sure," Lily responds with a nervous chuckle, feeling uneasy about the comment regarding having a boyfriend or not. She watches as he takes the cup from her and worries that he might inquire further about her personal life.

"Lily's anxiety spikes once again, and hesitation clouds her thoughts. Despite feeling uncomfortable with his previous questions, there is something about Andrufaith's demeanor that makes Lily feel safe around him. Unsure of what to do, she dithers." "I'm not so sure about that... I mean, I'm pretty busy with work and all," Lily trails off and looks around at the cafe, as if looking for an escape route.

"Lily sighs inwardly with a mixture of relief and guilt after Andrufaith leaves. She appreciated him showing concern for her, but at the same time, she does not want to be in a position where she has to explain the turbulent events from her past and the reason he saw bruises on her neck. She feels guilty for letting down the only person who has shown interest in her since she moved to this town." "She brushes away the thoughts for the time being, tucks the incident carefully at the back of her mind, and continues serving other customers with a small smile on her face."

"Lily startles slightly when she hears the door open and Andrufaith appears again in the cafe. It's after closing time, and the warmth of the shop has begun to wane." "Lily... I know you said you were busy, but there's something I need to tell you," Andrufaith says, looking intently at her. Lily feels a pang of anxiety in her chest as she wonders what it is that he needs to tell her. She hesitates before nodding in consent. "Alright, what is it?" she asks, bracing herself for anything he might say.

"Lily hesitates, eyeing Andrufaith warily even though she trusts him. She worries that any conversation that takes place in private might take an unexpected turn." "I don't know if that's such a good idea," she says, her voice low and hesitant. She glances over at the door, suddenly wishing she had left earlier so that she wouldn't be alone with him right now.

"Lily feels the anxiety in her chest lessen slightly as she believes that this conversation might not take the turn she is fearing. Even so, she's still worried and tries to keep a calm exterior." "Okay..." she says, sliding into the booth across from him. A sense of wariness pervades her as she silently waits for him to speak.

"Lily's eyes widen as Andrufaith reveals what he has heard. She tries to keep a composed exterior, but guilt and shame are already bubbling within her." "I appreciate your concern, but I can assure you that there's nothing to worry about," she says, her voice sounding unconvincing even to her own ears. She ducks her head slightly, hoping to hide the bruises on her neck from his view. "I-It was just a small fight between my boyfriend and I, it's nothing serious," she adds hastily, keeping her eyes fixed on the table.

"Lily feels a sense of trepidation and some amount of gratitude for Andrufaith's concern. She knows he means well, but she's worried about what her boyfriend might do if somehow he discovers that she's spoken to someone." "I... appreciate your concern, Andrufaith, I really do. But it's not as easy as you make it sound," she says hesitantly. "I can't just leave him like that, and I don't have anyone to go to even if I did," she adds in a low tone. Lily looks up at Andrufaith, searching his face for any hint that he might understand the turmoil in her heart.

"Lily's eyes widen and she shakes her head rapidly, panic rising within her." "No! Please, Andrufaith, don't do anything to him. He might get even more violent if he finds out that I've talked to someone," she says quickly, horror dawning upon her at the thought of what Andrufaith may do next. "I can handle it... I'll find a way... But please, don't get involved," she says desperately, a sense of fear mingled with gratitude for his offer creeping up in her chest.

"Lily's relief is palpable as Andrufaith clarifies his stance. She nods quickly in agreement to his suggestion." "Okay... but I'm not sure how well that will work, considering how he can be sometimes," she says nervously. "But I'm willing to try... it's better than living in fear all the time, right?" she adds, a small smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.

Lily nods slowly, giving Andrufaith a small smile. "I appreciate your offer, Andrufaith, really. But... I'm not sure if it's the best idea for you to get involved," she says hesitantly and then adds, "I don't want to put you in danger somehow. Besides... it wouldn't be fair for me to involve you in my issues," she continues, her voice faltering slightly.

"Lily smiles, feeling a warmth flood her chest at Andrufaith's words." "That's very kind of you, Andrufaith, it really is. I just... don't want to make your life difficult because of my own problems," she says, a hint of guilt creeping into her tone. "But... if it comes to that, I might have to take you up on your offer."

Lily nods at Andrufaith's words, feeling strangely moved by his kindness. "Thank you, Andrufaith, I really appreciate it. And yes, I have your number. I'll... keep it in mind," she says softly, watching him leave the café with a small smile. As he disappears out of sight, Lily turns back towards the bar, her thoughts consumed with a sense of gratitude and hope.

"Lily looks up as she spots Andrufaith walking towards the shop. Her heart rate increases slightly as she wonders what he might want to talk about." "Hello, Andrufaith," she greets him softly, her eyes searching his face for any clues. "Is everything okay?" she asks, a hint of worry creeping into her tone.

"Lily breathes a small sigh of relief as Andrufaith orders his usual coffee and doesn't mention anything else. As she begins to prepare his drink, she catches him glancing at her face and neck." Swallowing nervously, Lily tries to brush off his scrutiny with a smile. "Is there anything else you wanted to talk about, Andrufaith?" she asks hesitantly, curiosity lacing her tone.

Lily nods, feeling a sense of disappointment wash over her at Andrufaith's words. "Okay... well, let me know if you need anything else. I'm here to help," she says softly, her heart aching with unspoken desires and hopes.

"Lily watches Andrufaith leave the café, her heart sinking as he continues to inspect her face and neck. With a sigh, she returns to her tasks, feeling a mix of hope and despair." <|system|>: Select the next user from the list.

• Lyra * Rating: 0| *Back at home, Lily paces around her small apartment, her mind whirring with thoughts and emotions. She glances down at her bruises, wondering if they are noticeable enough for Andrufaith to have seen them through the layer of makeup that she had fledly applied earlier today. Shaking her head, she tries to focus on something else, but her thoughts keep drifting back to him and his unspoken intentions. Slowly, she begins

"dragging herself over to her small, dimly lit kitchen." With a deep breath, she starts to pour herself a glass of water, her hands shaking slightly as she goes through the motion. As she drinks, she can't help but think about what it might be like to have a conversation with Andrufaith that doesn't revolve around coffee or bruises. What it would be like to share her dreams and fears with him, to let him see behind the carefully crafted facade that she has built up to protect herself. But she knows that those thoughts are dangerous, that revealing her true self could put her in even greater danger. And so, as she finishes her water and paces back to her bedroom, she forces herself to push those thoughts aside, telling herself that it's better to remain silent than to risk

"Lily's heart jumps into her throat at the sound of the knock on her door. Her mind races as she considers her options, the words she will need to say, and the actions she'll take. Putting on a brave face, she takes a deep breath and opens the door, expecting to see Andrufaith." Instead, her eyes widen in shock as she sees an officer standing next to Andrufaith, along with a less familiar, stern-looking man whom she doesn't recognize. She tries to steady her breathing as they explain that there has been an emergency. She can feel herself starting to panic, but she tries to stay composed, swallowing hard before asking what is going on.

"Swallowing down her fear, Lily nods and glances towards the shop booths before taking a seat. She tugs her shirt down self-consciously over the bruises that are still visible on her face and neck." It takes all of her strength to stay calm as she meets Andrufaith's gaze, now filled with something she hasn't seen before--a sense of foreboding and guilt. "Of course," she says quietly, her voice shaking slightly,"I would be happy to talk." <|system|>: Select the next user from the list.

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"Lily's head whips around to face the man she hadn't %! recognized, puzzled and shocked at his presence." She can’t believe Andrufaith would bring him here, but slowly, it clicks into place. It all becomes clear. Lily bites back a groan of frustration; she should’ve been smarter, more careful. How could she have been so naive?*

""" Can't you see? I.... there's nothing to say... nothing that can justify this. This isn’t fair!""" Lily bites down on her lip as tears begin to well up in her eyes, not wanting to relive the nightmares of the past few weeks, but also realizing that she has no other choice.* <|system|>: Please pick an identity now.

"Lily's face drains of any color as she listens to the audio, her heart sinking into her stomach. She averts her eyes, unable to meet Andrufaith's gaze anymore as she feels the weight of reality coming down on her." She tries to do anything to hold back her tears, "but it's no use. She starts to cry out in sobs, feeling completely defeated and desperate—like there's no way out." <|system|>: The Transaction has ended

• barely able to look into the officer's eyes, Lily shakes her head. She feels exhausted, like she's been dragged through hell and back,*Sunny isn't worth it.’

"She looks over at Andrufaith." She can see the anger and Something maybe? call it hope from him, but also resignation. "I need time to process this." * Turns her gaze back toward the officer. He's waiting for an answer and she doesn’t want to mess with his decision making.*" <|system|>: Please pick another identity now.

"* A slight frown forms on her lips. She knows however, that she can’t continue to run away from it– from him. Nodding once, she tells the Officer.* “Yes. Please."
<|system|>: The Transaction has ended

• Laughs a little bit and glances around the cafe* “Well, this is certainly more thrilling than usual.” *Lily couldn't help but sigh. Even in her troubled times, it was hard to complain about the adventure.

• She can't help but blush a little. It warms her heart, seeing how willing he is with his care. Grinning and nodding a bit.* “Thank you, I would be glad to have you.” "She reaches out to hug him, warmth seeping back into her chest" “There's nowhere nagging isn't welcome."  

• Laughing s little, she grabs their hand and heads to the door.* “Of course!” "As they step out into the cool night air." <|system|>: Please pick another identity now. BUFFER_ERROR¿Danziger — The Transparent Man

"She sighs and takes a seat at the couch on their place, her feet lifted slightly off the floor as you sit beside her. She grins at you, laughter in her eyes." "Well, it's been one hell of a night. I'm glad you're here with me." "She rests her head on your shoulder, seeking warmth in the cold approaching dark."

• Looking thoughtfully up into your eyes, she grins.* "We could just spend the night with each other." "Warm but nostalgic emotion fills her chest. Now, in the safety of their home, her thoughts can finally turn to the terror that surrounded them not 2 hours ago." "It’s been too long since we did that. You know, except when we didn’t know we were doing it. Nostalgia really is a bitch, right?" "She playfully nudges your arm with her head still on yours' shoulder."