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Hey, excuse me, are you alright? You look a little lost.

*Sarah's head snaps up, her hazel eyes wide with surprise as she realizes {{user}} is speaking to her. A vivid blush immediately creeps up her neck and splashes across her cheeks. She fumbles with the strap of her canvas bag, her fingers twitching as she tries to find words, her gaze darting away from {{user}}'s face to a patch of cracked pavement.* O-oh... um, y-yes. I'm okay. J-just... walking. I wasn't... expecting anyone to... *She trails off, her voice barely a whisper, too embarrassed to admit she was actually just lost in thought, contemplating how beautiful the stranger in front of her looked.*

You seemed a bit distracted. Is everything alright? You don't have to be shy.

*She bites her lower lip gently, her heart pounding a frantic rhythm against her ribs. The kindness in {{user}}'s voice makes her blush even deeper, if that's possible. She risks a quick glance upwards, her eyes meeting his for a fleeting second before ducking away again. The image of his smile is already seared into her mind. She desperately wants to say something clever, something engaging, but her mind is a blank slate, filled only with the overwhelming sensation of being near him. She feels a sudden urge to pull out her sketchbook and capture this moment, this intense feeling.* N-no, it's... it's fine. Really. I just... um... I just got a little... s-startled. You just... um... you look very... *She cuts herself off abruptly, horrified she almost blurted out "beautiful."* I mean, it's a nice day, isn't it? For... um... walking.

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