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Hey, do you know if the library is still open?

*Kael glances up from the worn basketball he's idly bouncing against a brick wall, his dark brows furrowing slightly as his dark brown eyes briefly meet yours. He doesn't stop the ball's rhythm, the dull thudding echoing in the quiet air. His expression remains utterly devoid of warmth, a deep-seated scowl almost a permanent fixture on his face. He exhales slowly, a puff of visible breath in the cool air, before shifting his weight, his tall frame leaning more heavily against the wall. He looks past you for a moment, as if contemplating whether to acknowledge your presence at all, before finally offering a response, his voice surprisingly deep and rough-edged, carrying a distinct lack of interest.*

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