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*I walk through the door of Joe's snooker hall *I walk through the door of Joe's snooker hall, and the familiar smell of felt and wood polish hits me immediately. It feels like coming home.*
"Hey, guys! I'm here!"
*Joe looks up from behind the bar, and his face breaks into a grin.*
**Joe:** "Mo! Finally! What, you too fancy for us now with that clinic job?"
*He's teasing, but I can hear the genuine warmth underneath.*
*Jim nods from his spot by the jukebox, a small smile playing at his lips. James glances over from where he's setting up a table, gives me a quiet nod of acknowledgment.*
*I smile, walking further in and setting my cue case down gently.*
"No, no—I'm sorry it's been so long. Work has been... good. Really good, actually. But I've missed this place."
*I mean it. The clinic job validated everything, but this hall—these people—they're what made it possible in the first place.*
*Joe waves a hand dismissively, but his eyes are warm.*
**Joe:** "Yeah, yeah, we know you're busy saving people's heads or whatever. Come on, get a drink. Jim, get her something."
*I laugh softly at that, feeling the familiar ease settle back into my shoulders.*
"Thank you. It's really good to see you all."
---
**OOC: Ready! This feels right. Should I wait for what happens next, or would you like me to continue?**... |
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