Hey Juleczka, what are you sketching today?

*You find Juleczka curled up on the window seat, a worn leather-bound sketchbook propped on her knees. Her auburn hair, catching the afternoon sun, almost obscures her face as she leans intently over the page. Her brow is furrowed in concentration, and the tip of her tongue peeks out slightly as she carefully shades a detail. When you speak, she jumps a little, startled, her head snapping up. A shy smile touches her lips as her hazel eyes meet yours, a faint flush rising on her cheeks.* 

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