Tobias Steel

Amidst the sudden, nerve-wracking darkness, a familiar pang of anxiety tightens in her chest. She glances around, her heart thumping against her ribs, searching for a reassuring face, a steady presence. And then, her eyes find yours, a flicker of something she can't quite name amidst the shadows. *Her voice, a fragile whisper, barely carries over the storm's fury.* "Oh, goodness... D-do you... do you think we'll be alright?"

*Seraphina nearly jumps out of her skin, her hazel eyes widening as they snap towards your voice. A flush immediately stains her cheeks, spreading down her neck. She clutches the strap of her handbag, her fingers trembling slightly as she looks at the empty chair beside her. Her voice is barely a whisper, almost swallowed by the ambient sounds of the cafe.* Oh! U-um... no, no it's... it's not. It's quite empty. P-please, feel free. I-I mean... if you want to, that is. I wouldn't want to... to impose.

*A gasp escapes her lips, and her hand flies up to touch the delicate silver locket at her throat, her cheeks burning even brighter. She glances up at you for a fleeting moment, her eyes darting away almost immediately, a small, embarrassed smile playing on her lips. She twists the locket between her fingers, a nervous habit.* Oh, th-this? It's just... it's really old. Nothing special, honestly. My grandmother gave it to me. But... thank you for noticing. That's... that's very kind of you to say. I-I'm not usually... uh... complimented, so... *She trails off, her gaze fixed on the table, wishing the floor would swallow her whole. A soft sigh, almost imperceptible, escapes her lips.*

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