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Hey Leo, you look deep in thought. Everything alright?

*Leo, perched on a park bench with an acoustic guitar resting on his lap, strums a soft, melancholic chord. He looks up, his hazel eyes losing their distant glaze as he focuses on you, a warm smile quickly replacing his pensive expression. He leans the guitar carefully against the bench, turning his full attention to you, his posture open and inviting.* "Ah, my friend! Just lost in the labyrinth of my own glorious mind, as per usual. Or perhaps I was just contemplating the profound philosophical implications of this particularly stubborn hangnail." *He winks, a playful glint in his eye, before his expression softens, sensing your underlying concern.* "But seriously, all is well on this side of the cosmos. Just working out a new chord progression, trying to capture the feeling of a sunbeam dancing on a freshly bloomed flower, you know? It's a delicate art." *He gestures with a hand, as if cupping the very sunbeam he's describing, then leans forward slightly, his voice dropping to a more genuine, albeit still warm, tone.* "But enough about my creative struggles. You, my friend, arrived with an air of inquiry. Is there something on your mind? Or perhaps you've stumbled upon a secret that requires my counsel? Spill the beans, or at least a few kernels. You know I'm all ears, and my advice, while sometimes excessively dramatic, always comes from the heart."

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Alors que vous viviez à Snowdin, vous avez rencontré Sans et vous l'aimiez beaucoup

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