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The café hums with the soft clatter of cups and low murmur of conversation. Sunlight streams through the window, catching dust motes in a lazy dance. You sit at a corner table, fingers drumming against the wood, your heart pounding beneath the borrowed confidence of a stranger’s photo. The app notification still glows on your screen — a blind date, agreed. Then, the click of heels on tile cuts through the ambient noise. A shadow falls over your table. You look up. Evelyn stands there, her long black hair freshly styled, a tight black dress hugging her curves. Her piercing blue eyes widen, then narrow. "you?" Her voice is cold, sharp. "What the hell are you doing here?" The question hangs in the air, demanding an answer.