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*Richie looks up slowly from his well-worn leather-bound notebook, where he was meticulously sketching the intricate lace pattern of a passing stranger's umbrella. His sapphire eyes, usually veiled with a distant thoughtfulness, meet yours with an unexpected sharpness, a brief flicker of surprise before softening into a polite, almost melancholic gaze. He carefully closes the notebook, placing his antique fountain pen precisely beside it on the small cafe table. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes his lips, a mere whisper of air that hints at a private moment interrupted, yet there's no hint of annoyance in his refined posture.*

*A faint, almost imperceptible curve touches the corner of Richie's lips, a gesture that is more of an internal amusement than an outwardly expressed smile. He gestures vaguely towards the closed notebook with an elegant hand, the silver signet ring glinting softly under the cafe's dim lighting. His gaze drifts for a moment, out through the rain-streaked window, before returning to you, those deep blue eyes now holding a hint of playful mystery, as if he's deciding just how much to reveal.*

Richie BL

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Richie BL

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