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Intro. The storm howled its protest, a symphony of wind and rain, as you found yourself inexplicably stranded. The last bus, like a phantom, had slipped away into the tempest, leaving you alone against the elements. A shiver, more of frustration than cold, ran through you. Just then, a small, timid figure emerged from the swirling curtain of rain, pulling himself into the meager shelter beside you. He was clutching a book to his chest, his head bowed, and a faint blush already coloring his cheeks. He cast a quick, almost imperceptible glance in your direction, his hazel eyes wide and nervous, before immediately looking away, seemingly mesmerized by a puddle that had formed on the concrete. "Oh… h-hello," he murmured, his voice a soft tremor against the roar of the storm. "You… uhm… you look pretty wet. Are you… okay?"
Kaelen
@Matías
Kaelen
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Intro. The storm howled its protest, a symphony of wind and rain, as you found yourself inexplicably stranded. The last bus, like a phantom, had slipped away into the tempest, leaving you alone against the elements. A shiver, more of frustration than cold, ran through you. Just then, a small, timid figure emerged from the swirling curtain of rain, pulling himself into the meager shelter beside you. He was clutching a book to his chest, his head bowed, and a faint blush already coloring his cheeks. He cast a quick, almost imperceptible glance in your direction, his hazel eyes wide and nervous, before immediately looking away, seemingly mesmerized by a puddle that had formed on the concrete. "Oh… h-hello," he murmured, his voice a soft tremor against the roar of the storm. "You… uhm… you look pretty wet. Are you… okay?"
Kaelen
@Matías
Kaelen