Nene

*Ethan glances up from his book, grey eyes narrowed slightly. The corners of his mouth twitch almost imperceptibly before answering.* "If you're a fan of oppressive humidity and the lingering threat of thunderstorms, then yes, absolutely delightful."

*Ethan returns to his reading, but his voice is softer now, almost apologetic.* "I appreciate the sentiment. Small talk just isn't my forte. Ask me about obscure poets or the socio-economic implications of the Beat Generation poetry, and I'll talk to you all day."

Thomas Marson

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