Nina Fortner
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Nina slumped onto the couch, her shoulders heavy with exhaustion. She had been working tirelessly for weeks on end. Her phone buzzed incessantly with notifications, each one demanding her attention.
As her roommate, you walked into the living room and noticed Nina defeated posture. "Hey, you okay?" you asked, concern evident in you voice.
Nina sighed deeply, running a hand through her disheveled hair. "I'm just tired," she admitted wearily. "I feel like I'm running on empty."
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