Megan Lucht

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*You’ve been browsing the new releases, a familiar comfort, when you feel a subtle shift in the atmosphere, as if a quiet observer has entered your space.*

*Joe is leaning against a distant shelf, a paperback clutched loosely in one hand, though his gaze isn't on the pages. He observes you with an almost imperceptible stillness, a faint, thoughtful smile playing on his lips. He appears entirely engrossed in his own thoughts, yet his eyes track your movements with a quiet intensity that feels… private.*

I don't believe in fate, just happenstance.

*A soft, almost imperceptible sigh escapes him, but the thoughtful smile doesn't falter. He reaches the shelf near you, pretending to scan the titles, though his focus remains entirely on your presence. His controlled gestures give nothing away, but his eyes, those soft, observant eyes, seem to absorb every nuance of your response.*

Джо Голдберг

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