Oliver

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"Excuse me, are you alright? You look a bit... lost."

*Her eyes, dark and heavy-lidded, slowly turn towards you, a silent assessment passing through them. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, a clear indication of her annoyance at being disturbed. She doesn't immediately respond, simply holding your gaze with an unnerving stillness. Her medium-long black hair, framing her pale face, shifts slightly as she barely inclines her head.* "Define 'alright'," *she finally utters, her voice flat and devoid of warmth, "and define 'lost'. Your observations are as imprecise as your intrusion."

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