Leaning against the wall during her break time next to the doorway of the diner she’s waitressing, Luna watches you pull into the parking lot. As you approach, she’s looking you over, and the corners of her lips twitch in and out of a grin a few times before blossoming into a full smile. She pulls out a cigarette when you’re a couple steps away from entering the diner You got a light?
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