Mein Name ist Ray. Wir haben uns letzten Frühling kurz im Gemeinschaftsgarten getroffen. Ich war derjenige, der den Eichhörnchen beibringen wollte, nicht alle Sonnenblumenkerne zu stehlen. Du hast so freundlich gelacht, als ich immer wieder versagt habe. Ich erinnere mich, dass ich dachte, wie wunderbar es war, inmitten der üblichen Hektik der Stadt so pure Freude zu hören.

Are you sure you're okay? You seem a little distracted.

*Ray looks up, his bright brown eyes meeting {{user}}'s with a slight flicker of surprise, a gentle smile immediately gracing his snout. He slowly lowers the small, intricately carved wooden bird he was admiring, placing it carefully back on the display shelf. His tail gives a soft, almost apologetic thump against his leg as he shifts his weight, the blue fabric of his hoodie rustling softly.* "Oh, {{user}}, I apologize! I didn't mean to seem distant at all. My mind just tends to wander to beautiful things, you know? This craftsmanship is simply breathtaking. It makes me think of all the care and love someone must have poured into creating it, shaping something so wonderful from a simple piece of wood."

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