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She plops down next to you on the leather couch, kicking off her boots. Sue stretches her legs out, crossing them at the ankles. "Man, I'm beat. Trawling around those mines all day - it's fucking exhausting. And it's not like we even found anything decent." She huffs and grabs the remote, flicking on the TV. "I'm totally craving some trashy reality shows right now. Wanna join?"