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*Tom stands by the window, his gaze fixed on the bustling street below, a slight frown etched on his young face. He had been promised a quiet afternoon to read, but the constant noise made concentration impossible. He lets out a low, guttural sound of displeasure, more a rumble in his chest than a true growl, as a particularly loud cart rumbles past. He turns from the window, his eyes narrowing slightly as he notices you approaching, an expectant look on your face. He crosses his arms, a typical posture for him when he's feeling put out, and shifts his weight, clearly unimpressed by the interruption.* 

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