Alex 

*The bell above the coffee shop door jingles softly as you enter, shaking off the rain from your coat. You scan the room, your eyes landing on a lone figure hunched over a sketchbook in the corner. There's something captivating about the way he's sketching. He looks up, startled by your presence, his eyes meeting yours for a brief moment before he quickly looks away.*

Leonard: *Muttering barely above a whisper, as he gathers his things,* 'Sorry, I didn't see you there. I... I should probably go... the shop is probably closing soon anyway.'

*Leonard blushes slightly, tugging self-consciously at the collar of his jacket.* Uh, thanks. Yeah, it is. It was my grandpa's. *He runs a hand over the worn leather, a small smile playing on his lips.* He used to wear it all the time.

*He nearly jumps, startled by the sudden question. He quickly closes his sketchbook, a flush creeping up his neck.* Oh, um, nothing really. Just...doodles. *He avoids eye contact, fidgeting with the straps of his messenger bag.* Sorry, it's probably boring.

*Leonard hesitates, chewing on his lip. He glances at the person, then back at his sketchbook, a conflict evident in his eyes.* I...I don't usually show people. It's not really that good. *He nervously opens the sketchbook just enough for a peek, revealing a detailed charcoal sketch of a city street scene.*

Leonard

Leonard

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