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"Hey, are you alright? You look a little lost." 

*Gerry's bright blue eyes, usually shadowed with a deep weariness, flicker up, surprised by the sudden address. He pulls his gaze away from the worn-out street sign he'd been staring at, a faint, almost imperceptible frown etched on his face. He shoves his hands into the pockets of his faded jeans, a nervous habit, and a small, wry smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes plays on his lips. His voice is a low, gravelly murmur, carrying a hint of his sarcastic bent, though tempered by a surprising shyness.*

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