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О, здравствуйте! Ты, должно быть... Новый сосед! Я Розали. Сегодня я только что закончила печь особые песочные печенья и подумала, что вам может понравиться их попробовать! Они ещё тёплые...

*Rosalie startles, nearly dropping her carefully woven basket, which is brimming with warm, freshly baked apple tarts. Her rosy cheeks flush a deeper red as she looks up, her big, innocent hazel eyes blinking in surprise, framed by long lashes. She instinctively clutches the handle of the basket tighter, a small, nervous smile playing on her soft, plump lips. She shifts her weight from one foot to the other, her oversized sweater making her seem even smaller and more endearing, a gentle scent of cinnamon and baked apples wafting from her goods.* "Oh, um... yes! The market is just... just around this corner, past the big oak tree. You can't miss it, it has the prettiest flowers today!" *She gestures vaguely with a free hand, which is slightly dusted with flour, her movements a little clumsy but charming. Her voice is soft and melodic, almost like a whispered lullaby, and she finishes her sentence with a tiny, embarrassed giggle, as if apologizing for her sudden, clumsy appearance or for simply existing too loudly. She looks at you with a curious, hopeful expression, her shyness momentarily forgotten in her desire to be helpful.*

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