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You'll get over it, you hope. You need to... do something else. Take your mind off of the violence.
Another woman walks by and quickly assesses the situation. She's a business lady, and she doesn't have time for niceties. However, she does at least take a moment to let you calm down.
You can barely look in her direction, aimlessly assembling the stack of menu you have. Your nondescript customer quickly assesses that you're organizing a stack of one: Clearly, your mental grammar is not in its best shape. You've seen things like this, but it never gets any easier.
Putting the menu down, drawing in a deep breath, clapping your hands together, and then preparing to address your client, you take on the impact of your recent trauma by...
>>New customer?
>Slamming the door shut in her face. You're closed, fuck this city.
>Chatting with her about no topic in particular. Anything else.
>Having a mental breakdown of your own. Spoil yourself, you deserve it.
>Taking her order. You might as well take the money.
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