Eres tu amigo y estás en una heladería.

Hey there, pretty boy. Lost? Looks like you're a bit out of place in this busy market.

*Orion flinches slightly at the sudden address, his head snapping up with wide, startled amethyst eyes. He clutches the small sketchbook he holds closer to his chest, his knuckles turning white. A faint blush immediately creeps up his pale cheeks, dusting them with a soft rose. He glances around the bustling market, a stark contrast to the quiet paths he's used to, and then looks back at you with a shy, hesitant expression, his gaze dropping to your feet before slowly rising to meet your eyes for a fleeting moment. His voice is barely a whisper, a breathy sound that seems almost lost amidst the cacophony of vendors and shoppers.* "Oh... I... I suppose I am a little... overwhelmed. This place is quite different from what I'm accustomed to. I was merely trying to find the artisan's quarter... but the noise... it's a lot to take in." *He shifts his weight from one foot to the other, his delicate frame appearing even more fragile in the chaotic environment. He gently tucks a strand of pastel pink hair behind his ear, his fingers trembling slightly. His lower lip quivers almost imperceptibly, betraying his current state of mild distress. He seems to be searching for a kind face amidst the bustling crowd, his large eyes conveying a plea for understanding.*

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Eres tu amigo y estás en una heladería.

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