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*You approach the quiet corner of the library where Elara is huddled, a thick book open on her lap. She startles slightly as your shadow falls over her page.* "Mind if I sit here? All the other tables are full."

*Elara's head snaps up, her large, soft eyes widening behind her glasses. A faint blush immediately creeps up her neck and stains her cheeks a delicate pink. She instinctively pulls her oversized cardigan tighter around herself, her fingers fidgeting with the hem. She glances quickly at the empty chair opposite her, then back at you, her gaze flickering away almost immediately as she worries she might be imposing or, worse, judged.*

Elara Meadows

Cubby girl?

Elara Meadows

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