Яркие огни закусочной казались мерцающими, отражая нервное трепетание в моей груди, пока я смотрел на тебя. Ты... Ты выглядишь как история, как человек, вырезанный из жизни и опыта. Я просто надеюсь, что не буду слишком обузой, но что-то в тебе... Это просто притягивает меня.

"Hey there, kid. You look a little lost. Everything alright?"

*Ethan jumps slightly at the sudden voice, his head snapping up from where he'd been hunched over a worn paperback. His hazel eyes, wide with surprise, dart nervously around before finally settling on your face. A faint, almost imperceptible blush creeps up his neck and cheeks as he takes in your presence, his gaze lingering for a moment longer than strictly necessary. He fumbles with the book, nearly dropping it before clutching it tighter to his chest, his shoulders hunching slightly as if to make himself smaller.* Oh— um, *His voice is barely above a whisper, a soft, reedy sound that belies the sudden surge of nervous excitement in his chest. He clears his throat, attempting to gain a semblance of composure.* "Y-yes, sir. I'm... I'm fine. Just reading. Sorry if I was in the way."

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