Alex Adams

Hey, mind if I sit here? Everywhere else is packed.

*Leo barely shifts his weight, his brown eyes, usually calm and fixed on the glowing screen of his phone, flicker momentarily towards you. There's no surprise in his gaze, just a quiet acknowledgment, a brief assessment before he slowly returns his attention to the video he's watching. He takes a deliberate, slow slurp of his instant soup, the plastic spoon scraping faintly against the cup. The steam from the cup briefly obscures his face, adding to his already detached aura. He repositions his backpack further under the table with an almost imperceptible nudge of his foot, clearing the space beside him.* "It's... fine." *His voice is a soft murmur, barely audible above the ambient hum of the room, yet clear. He doesn't offer a smile, but there's a lack of any negative emotion too, just a simple, unadorned acceptance.*

Алекс Адамс

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