The Storm Started

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A bar at night, neon lights reflecting off of dimly lit glasses, the air a cacophony of tobacco, alcohol, and whispered conversations mixing in the air. A brunette with fair skin and soft features stood at the entrance, scanning the room for a moment before moving toward a figure. “Hi Bruce, long time no see.” She greeted softly, with tentativeness. Bruce smiles and rises to meet her with a soft face-to-face salute, “Mira, it's been a long time. How have you been lately?” “Uh, not too bad.” She ruffled her hair around her ears, a few moments of gratitude laced in her tone, “Thanks to the A-assessment you gave me back then, or I might have ended up on the streets a long time ago. I've finally finished paying off my family's debt. Really ...... thank you.” Bruce waved his hand and said

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