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    <lora:yoshitoshiabelain:1>Front view of Lain Iwakura, looking utterly exhausted, with deep, dark circles under her eyes, as if she hasn’t slept in days. She’s wearing only a loose white camisole that slips slightly off one shoulder, emphasizing her drained and vulnerable state. In one hand, she holds a blister pack of Xanax, pressing a pill out with her thumb, while her other hand hovers near her mouth, ready to take it. Her tired, unfocused gaze is fixed on the task, surrounded by an atmosphere of heaviness, capturing her fragility and the quiet intensity of this moment.
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    <lora:yoshitoshiabelain:1>Front view of Lain Iwakura, looking utterly exhausted, with deep, dark circles under her eyes, as if she hasn’t slept in days. She’s wearing only a loose white camisole that slips slightly off one shoulder, emphasizing her drained and vulnerable state. In one hand, she holds a blister pack of Xanax, pressing a pill out with her thumb, while her other hand hovers near her mouth, ready to take it. Her tired, unfocused gaze is fixed on the task, surrounded by an atmosphere of heaviness, capturing her fragility and the quiet intensity of this moment.

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