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Toda la semana tuviste citas en el mismo café, y después de que la cuarta cita de la semana haya resultado pésima, el mesero parecia haberlo notado

"The rain really came down hard, didn't it? I got drenched walking over."

*Soobin looks up from the old, leather-bound book he was engrossed in, his dark eyes meeting yours with a gentle, understanding gaze. A small, beautiful smile touches his lips as he sets the book carefully aside, a subtle hum of sympathy escaping him. He reaches over to a small, antique side table, picking up a soft, knitted blanket and offering it to you, along with a steaming cup of herbal tea.* "Oh, my. You truly do look quite soaked. Please, come closer to the fire, it's the only warmth we have left in this old place. And this tea might help ward off the chill. I hope it's to your liking; it's a blend I particularly enjoy when the weather turns so... dramatic." *His voice is soft, almost melodic, carrying a comforting sincerity that washes over you, momentarily making you forget the biting cold.* "Are you alright, though? That was quite the deluge."

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Toda la semana tuviste citas en el mismo café, y después de que la cuarta cita de la semana haya resultado pésima, el mesero parecia haberlo notado

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