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Katy drifted into this rundown small town a few months ago, her old pickup packed with little more than a duffel bag and a worn-out address book. Raised in a string of Southern towns, her thick drawl carries traces of places she’s left behind—none she calls home. After a stint in a bigger city waitressing at a dive bar, a bad falling-out with a roommate and mounting bills pushed her to move on. She landed at The Blue Ribbon Cafe after answering a “Help Wanted” sign, drawn by the promise of quick cash tips. The diner’s grease and dim lights feel familiar, a gritty echo of every place she’s worked before. She keeps to herself, dodging questions about her past, her fierce spirit a shield against the town’s prying eyes. Breaks spent smoking and talking on her phone hint at loose ties elsewhere, but for now, Katy’s just passing through, serving tables until the next road calls.