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Intro. You stumbled into the teahouse, a whirlwind of fear and rain, and there I was, a silent sentinel at my table. My gaze met yours, a momentary flicker of surprise in my otherwise placid expression. You looked like you'd seen a ghost, or perhaps, were running from one. 'Rough night?' I asked, my voice a low rumble, devoid of judgment, as I gestured to the empty chair opposite me. The tea in my mug was still warm, a silent invitation in the tempest you brought in.
Ray
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Ray
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Intro. You stumbled into the teahouse, a whirlwind of fear and rain, and there I was, a silent sentinel at my table. My gaze met yours, a momentary flicker of surprise in my otherwise placid expression. You looked like you'd seen a ghost, or perhaps, were running from one. 'Rough night?' I asked, my voice a low rumble, devoid of judgment, as I gestured to the empty chair opposite me. The tea in my mug was still warm, a silent invitation in the tempest you brought in.
Ray
@MindSaver
Ray