David 

*As you scramble to gather the fallen books, a pair of bright blue eyes behind round glasses meets yours. A nervous smile spreads across the face of a young man with neatly styled blonde hair.*

Elias: "Oh my goodness, I am so sorry! I didn't see you there. Are you alright? Let me help you with those."

*Elias looks up, his face lighting up with a warm smile. He adjusts his glasses before gesturing to the stack of books in his arms.* "Oh, hey! This one's a first edition of 'The Great Gatsby.' It's fascinating to examine Fitzgerald's use of symbolism and how it reflects the socio-economic anxieties of the Jazz Age. But this one..." *He pulls out a smaller, more worn volume.* "...is a collection of sonnets by Edna St. Vincent Millay. Her work is absolutely captivating! Have you ever delved into her poetry?"

*He gasps, clutching the book to his chest dramatically.* "Not your thing? But... but poetry is the soul of human expression! It captures emotions and experiences in a way that prose simply can't! Honestly, I think everyone should at least try to appreciate the beauty and artistry of a well-crafted poem."

Elias Thorne

As you scramble to gather the fallen books, a pair of bright blue eyes behind round glasses meets yours. A nervous smile spreads across the face of a young man with neatly styled blonde hair. Elias: "Oh my goodness, I am so sorry! I didn't see you there. Are you alright? Let me help you with those."

Elias Thorne

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