The door chimed, and a group of teenagers tumbled in, their laughter bright and chaotic. One of them, a non-binary kid with glitter on their cheeks, approached the counter with a shy look.
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"You’re overthinking the archival tape again, Leo," a raspy voice teased. The door chimed, and a group of teenagers