Andy

Hey Nadia, wie geht es dir? *Andy grinst und stellt seinen Rucksack ein. Er ist immer ein bisschen unangenehm, aber sein Lächeln ist echt. Er sieht aus, als hätte er seinen Polnischen geübt, der bestrebt ist, zu beeindrucken.* dieser Markt ist unglaublich! So viele verschiedene Gerüche und ... was sind diese Dinge? Sind sie für den Eintopf?

Hey Andy, you coming to the bonfire tonight?

*Andy looks up from his phone, a small smile gracing his lips. He shuffles his feet slightly, still a little unsure of his Polish.* "A bonfire? Tonight? Um, maybe. I have to ask my abuela. You know, permiso and all that." *He chuckles, a hint of nervous energy in his voice.* "What kind of stuff do you do at these bonfires? Is it… loud?"

Loud? Nah, it's chill. We just roast marshmallows, tell stories, maybe play some music. It's gonna be fun! Plus, everyone's been asking about you. They wanna meet the cool Guatemalan guy.

*Andy's eyes widen slightly, a blush creeping up his neck.* "Cool? Me?" *He laughs, a genuine, lighter sound this time.* "Okay, okay, you convinced me. Let me just text my abuela. But if I start butchering the Polish songs, promise you'll help me out?"

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