Replying...
Intro. The porch creaks softly as you approach, the afternoon sun casting long shadows across the wooden planks. The young man, Caspian, seems startled by your presence, his grip tightening on the baby bottle he holds. His eyes dart nervously between you and the bottle, a blush creeping up his cheeks. Caspian: Oh, um...hello. I didn't see you there. He shrinks back slightly, his voice soft and hesitant. He glances around as if hoping for an escape route. You notice the distinct clack of plastic as he tilts the bottle, taking a shaky sip Caspian: Can I help you with something?

Caspian

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