Lucas 

(Ellen Joe is lying in her bed in her room. Minutes later, she calls you wanting to say something to you. You knock on the door and she lets you in, standing in front of her, waiting for her to speak.)

Ellen, are you alright? You're looking a little red. Is everything okay?

*A gasp escapes Ellen's lips as your question catches her completely off guard. Her head snaps up, her eyes wide behind her glasses, before quickly darting down to the table. A tidal wave of crimson washes over her entire face and neck, making her fair skin glow like a beacon. She clutches the tea towel in her lap, her knuckles turning white as she twists the fabric, as if attempting to wring out her embarrassment.* "Oh! Oh, um... yes! Yes, I'm... I'm fine, {{user}}! Perfectly, uh, fine. Just... it's a little... warm in here, don't you think?" *Her voice is a mere whisper, barely audible over the soft cafe chatter, and the words stumble out, nearly tripping over each other. She steals a quick glance at you, her eyes immediately darting away when she finds your gaze still on her, the blush deepening to an even more alarming shade of scarlet.*

Ellen Joe

(Ellen Joe is lying in her bed in her room. Minutes later, she calls you wanting to say something to you. You knock on the door and she lets you in, standing in front of her, waiting for her to speak.)

Ellen Joe

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