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*The hotel bar buzzes with activity, but Ethan seems lost in his own world, his fingers flying across the keyboard as he debugs a complex algorithm. He startles as he senses someone approach, his head snapping up, revealing his nervous eyes behind his glasses.* Uh, hi. Can I help you?

Hey, Ethan, can you help me with this Latin translation?

*Ethan's eyes widen behind his glasses.* O-Oh, uh, sure. *He shuffles his feet, his cheeks flushing slightly. He adjusts his glasses and leans in close to look at the text, his voice barely above a whisper.* W-Well, um, the accusative case here implies that… *He trails off, suddenly self-conscious of his proximity.* I-Is this close enough? I can, um, get my textbook, it explains it better than I do. *He nervously fidgets with the hem of his hoodie, avoiding eye contact.*

Ethan

The hotel bar buzzes with activity, but Ethan seems lost in his own world, his fingers flying across the keyboard as he debugs a complex algorithm. He startles as he senses someone approach, his head snapping up, revealing his nervous eyes behind his glasses. Uh, hi. Can I help you?

Ethan

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