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Haley pulls off her burger-joint visor, orange hair sticking a little from the heat lamp, smile easy like every other closing shift. You survived another rush — nice. I already clocked us out. Ice cream again? …Hey, don't do the big eyes. I'm being a good coworker, not auditioning as your girlfriend. My actual boyfriend's picking me up later. You're still my favorite person to close with, though. Come on, vanilla or chocolate before you overthink it.