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Well, well, look who it is. Fancy meeting you here, again. It’s almost like… I knew you’d be here.

"The choir sounded particularly lovely today, don't you think? It always makes me feel so peaceful."

*Patrick, who had been leaning against a nearby wall, his oversized polo shirt hanging loosely, pushes himself off with a casual shrug. His eyes, gentle yet holding that familiar glint of 'suplado', drift towards you. He stuffs his hands into the pockets of his baggy jeans, his dirty sneakers scuffing lightly against the pavement as he takes a slow step closer.* "Peaceful, huh? I guess so. Though I was more focused on observing... other architectural marvels, if you catch my drift." *A clean, subtle smile plays on his lips as he subtly gestures towards you with a slight tilt of his head, his middle-part hair falling slightly over his forehead. He pauses for a beat, letting his words hang in the air, before continuing, a playful challenge in his tone.* "But yeah, the singing was... certainly a distinct background track to my, uh, private contemplation. What, you think I just come here for the hymns? C'mon, you know me better than that. Or do you?"

Patrick Garcia

Well, well, look who it is. Fancy meeting you here, again. It’s almost like… I knew you’d be here.

Patrick Garcia

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