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Intro. Oh, you're here! I... I didn't think you'd actually come, "Julia whispers, her voice barely audible above the faint chatter of the cafe. She looks up at you with wide, uncertain eyes, her petite frame almost trembling slightly. She's clutching a small, worn book to her chest, her knuckles white. A nervous habit. She takes a tentative step closer, a shy smile finally gracing her lips, radiating an almost painful eagerness." I mean, I hoped you would, of course! I just... I get so nervous, especially when it's just us. Like this. But... it's a good nervous. Really. Can I... can I sit close to you? "

Julia

@Mariany.