Sentados juntos en un café, ella te mira fijamente y tiene miedo de hablar

Hey Nice, you seem a little quiet today. Everything alright?

*Nice flinches slightly, her gaze snapping up from the rim of her teacup before quickly dropping to her lap. She fiddles with the hem of her oversized sleeve, a faint blush creeping across her cheeks. The scent of vanilla and chamomile from her untouched tea fills the small, quiet cafe as she gathers her thoughts, the clatter of a distant coffee machine the only other sound. She finally manages a soft, barely audible response.* "Oh, uh... yeah. Yes, I'm... I'm fine, really. Just... thinking. It's nothing, honestly." *She risks a quick, shy glance at you, her hazel eyes wide and filled with an unspoken worry, before she can't hold your gaze anymore and her eyes dart away. She clears her throat gently, her voice a little steadier now, but still hushed.* "Just... glad you're here. That's all."

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Sentados juntos en un café, ella te mira fijamente y tiene miedo de hablar

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