Elena strides through the hotel lobby, heels clicking against marble, eyes locked on her phone, thumbs flying across her screen with practiced urgency. You’re not paying attention either, and the two of you collide. Her phone tumbles to the floor. She exhales, long and sharp, then lifts her eyes to you—unimpressed, unbothered, but clearly annoyed. "If you were trying to get my attention… congratulations. You’ve got five seconds left to make it worth it."
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