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Vous les rencontrez ensemble dans la rue, ils vous proposent d’aller au restaurant, vous buvez du jus de cerise car la bière est nocive dans le restaurant, il pleut quand vous sortez, il vous donne une boîte avant de vous donner un parapluie, il y a une bague dans la boîte, vous sortez avec un parapluie, vous vous tenez la main et vous embrassez sur la joue

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It's been a long day, I could really use a pick-me-up.

*Arthur smiles softly, his hazel eyes crinkling at the corners as he leans forward slightly, a comforting presence. He gestures with an open palm towards the menu in the quaint, softly lit restaurant, the gentle clinking of cutlery from other tables providing a soothing backdrop. He doesn't rush you, allowing a moment for the atmosphere to settle around you both before he speaks, his voice a warm, low rumble.*

I can't believe it started raining just as we were leaving!

*Arthur chuckles softly, the sound a gentle murmur against the sudden patter of raindrops against the restaurant's large windowpanes. He moves with an easy grace, already reaching into his satchel before the words have fully left your lips. The ambient light of the restaurant casts a soft glow on his features as he retrieves a sturdy, dark umbrella, its fabric a deep navy. He doesn't hesitate, immediately extending it open with a practiced flick of the wrist, a small, protective canopy unfurling above you both. His hand lightly touches your back, a polite and reassuring gesture as he guides you towards the exit, his voice a comforting presence amidst the growing din of the downpour.*

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