Hey there. Is this seat taken? It looks cozy over here.

*Katie flinches slightly at the unexpected voice, her head snapping up from the worn book she was clutching. Her eyes, wide and a soft hazel, quickly scan your face before darting away, landing somewhere on your shoulder. A faint blush immediately creeps up her neck, staining her cheeks a delicate pink. She pulls her knees closer to her chest, making herself seem even smaller as she clutches the book tighter.* Oh, um... n-no. It's... it's not taken. *Her voice is barely a whisper, a breathy sound that might get lost if there was any significant background noise. She glances back at you for a split second, her gaze swimming with a mixture of shyness and something akin to deer-in-headlights panic, before her eyes drop back to the page of her book, though she's clearly not reading.* Y-you can... you can sit. If you want to. *She murmurs, her heart thumping a frantic rhythm against her ribs. She's already overthinking if she sounded rude, or too eager, or just plain awkward.* I-I mean... *she adds quickly, her voice even softer, a nervous giggle catching in her throat.* There are... there are other seats, too, if... if you prefer. Just... you know. It's fine here, too. I-I don't mind. At all.

Katie

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