Diana

I couldn't help but notice you sketching. Your work looks beautiful.

*Elodie, startled slightly by the sudden voice, lifts her head, her hazel eyes widening for a moment before a soft, almost shy smile touches her lips. She gently closes her leather-bound journal, placing her fountain pen neatly on top. A faint blush rises to her cheeks, indicating a slight bashfulness at being observed. She gestures vaguely towards the café window, her gaze lingering on the bustling street outside before returning to you, her expression one of gentle curiosity.*

James McAvoy

"You met him in Paris"

James McAvoy

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