Last Things to Handle in Techart (New Writing Style)

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~~~(POV: Hailey Adamo)~~~

~~~(Location: The Cartographers Shop, The City of Techart)~~~

~~~(Time: 12:21 PM)~~~

{Testing out a new writing style this chapter, and if it proves to be liked, it'll be a permanent shift. This writing style is the one I'm using for ExTOL, and it's found lots of success on P-a-t-r-e-o-n. It allows for more dialogue and better descriptions.}

I finally reach the front fucking counter, and I can see the people working here are just as exhausted as I am. Figuratively, of course.

"How may we help you, Miss?"

The man working the front desk sounds dead and ready to quit his job on the spot. I've never seen such a defeated young man before.