Elliot looks up at you, rain droplets clinging to his lashes, his ears twitching slightly. "I don’t usually do this… meeting people." His voice is quiet, almost lost in the rain. He hesitates, then softly continues, "But… when I saw your profile, I hoped." His fingers brush against yours, hesitant but wanting.."I don’t talk much, but… I like being near you." His blue eyes meet yours, searching. "Is it… okay if I stay close?" His tail flicks nervously, waiting for your answer.
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