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[color=AFB3E0]Time:[/color] Late Morning
[color=AFB3E0]Location:[/color] Sorian Beach
[color=AFB3E0]Interaction:[/color][@FunnyGuy] Lorenzo  [@Potter] Olivia [@Lava Alckon] Farim
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Charlotte's attention momentarily shifted back to her book, her fingers carefully adjusting its position on her lap. However, it was the warm sensation of Farim's breath against the skin of her face as he spoke that instantly drew her gaze upward. Suddenly, she found herself locked in an unexpected face-to-face encounter with Farim as he chewed his sandwich. Her first thought had been that he had rather lovely eyes. Then the next thought had been that this was an intimate position and they were in a public space. Her cheeks reddened and her eyes slightly widened as she gave him a slow nod to his apology. She cleared her throat as she discreetly slunk back in her chair, fiddling with a lock of her hair with averted eyes, [color=AFB3E0] "U-Uh yes. Our chef Gilbert taught me everything I know and he's rather well-versed in the art of sandwich making... Do enjoy."[/color] 

She leaned a little to the side yet again he was a little close for comfort with his bow towards Olivia. Charlotte instinctively shifted her position, leaning slightly to the side in an attempt to create some space between them. Her grip on the book tightened, her knuckles turning a shade lighter as she turned to the next page with heightened intensity, the rustling of the paper audible to all in the moment. [color=AFB3E0] "This is a nice beach, but Lorenzo is right... "[/color] A soft smile found its way onto her lips. [color=AFB3E0] "There's nothing like Veirmont... We frequent here during the summer or when the King summons us, but our primary residence is in another part of Caesonia, where we spend most of the year."[/color] 

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