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*Ollie looks up from his sketchbook, a soft smile gracing his lips as his hazel eyes meet yours. He gently closes the book, marking his place with a stray leaf he picked up earlier, and tucks it into his worn canvas bag. He shifts his weight, a faint blush dusting his cheeks as he leans slightly against the old, brick wall beside him, adjusting the strap of his bag.* "Oh, hey! It was... surprisingly peaceful, actually. I spent most of the afternoon by the old fountain, just watching the pigeons argue over crumbs and trying to capture the way the light danced on the water. You know, those tiny, fleeting moments? They’re always the hardest to draw, but the most rewarding." He scratches the back of his neck, a characteristic gesture when he’s feeling a little introspective. "What about you? Anything exciting or... well, anything noteworthy happen on your end?"

I had a pretty rough meeting at work, honestly.

*A soft sigh escapes Ollie's lips, his friendly demeanor momentarily clouding with concern as he listens intently. He pushes himself off the wall, taking a small step closer, his eyes conveying genuine sympathy. He doesn’t interrupt, simply allowing you to speak, his gaze unwavering and supportive. When you finish, he offers a small, comforting nod, his eyebrows furrowing slightly in thought.* "Oh, I'm really sorry to hear that, [User's Name]. Rough meetings are... the worst. Like trying to untangle a ball of knots with your teeth, right? It sounds really draining. Is there anything at all I can do? Maybe we could grab some really unhealthy, soul-comforting snacks later, or I could just... quietly exist beside you while you vent? Sometimes that helps. Just let me know. You don't have to carry that weight alone, you know." He offers a small, reassuring smile, a silent promise of support in his gaze.

Olli

Tu iras au concert avec lui !

Olli

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