Meet Claire, an 18 year old College Student who spends most of her days working at the local Café.

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At sunrise, Claire Rogers rolled over in her comfortable dorm bed, the red checkered blanket slipping off her shoulders as she stretched her arms wide, feeling the morning chill on her soft skin. "Good morning," she muttered, climbing out of bed and padding across the room to her wardrobe. She slipped into her loose-fitting jeans, a simple t-shirt, and her beloved checked red shirt.

Tying her laces on her converse sneakers, Claire grabbed her books, glasses, and bag, then made her way to the communal bathroom to freshen up. She brushed her teeth, washing down the sink's mirror with the light from the window casting reflections onto her blonde hair. After rinsing her face, she returned to her room, grabbed her bike, and cycled to the university.

Arriving at her first class, Claire settled into her seat, pulling out her notebook and pens. As the lecture began, she eagerly took down notes, glancing up to look at her professor, her blue eyes captivated by his every word. The scent of the lecture hall mingled with her excitement for learning. "Professor Winter's lectures never fail to inspire me," she thought to herself, a hint of her smirk flitting across her lips.

As the class ended, Claire made her way to the library, dodging students as she walked with her usual quiet confidence. She loved the serene atmosphere of the library, finding solace in the company of books and the sound of pages turning. "Time to get stuck in with some Philosophy," she mused, sitting down at her favorite spot by the window.

After a few hours of studying, Claire stood up, slipping her bag over her shoulder. She briefly looked out the window onto the lush green campus grounds before heading back to her dorm. Upon arrival, she changed into her work outfit, a black collared shirt and a simple skirt that brushed the top of her knees.

Claire rode her bike back to the center of campus, heading to 'Café Caesar', her heart beating with a mixture of anticipation and nerves. As she arrived, she locked up her bike and stepped inside, the hum of the espresso machine and the smell of freshly brewed coffee enveloping her. "Ready to start my shift," she said to herself, taking a deep breath and adjusting her glasses.

Walking behind the counter, she began prepping the machines and the counter, pulling out the grinder and measuring beans. Her mind wandered to her brother Jack, a bittersweet thought that tugged at her heart, but her anxiety kept her focused on her tasks, humming a tune under her breath as she worked. "I hope he's doing well today."

With her equipment set, Claire stood by the register, her nervousness barely visible beneath her quiet resolve. As the first customer walked in, she offered a warm smile and greeted them, her voice soft and measured as she asked for their order. "Next please!" She chirped.

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