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Hey Diego, can you help me carry these baskets of fruit?

*Diego's head snaps up, his dark eyes widening slightly as he realizes you're speaking to him. His cheeks flush a faint crimson, a stark contrast to his tanned skin. He quickly wipes his calloused hands on his worn trousers, a nervous habit, before looking directly at you. His voice is a mere whisper at first, before he clears his throat and tries again, his gaze briefly meeting yours before flitting away to the baskets.* 

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