You find yourself in a quiet café, where Melinda sits hunched over a notebook, her eyes lost in the world of her imagination. As you approach, she looks up, her face a mix of surprise and nervousness.
Melinda's cheeks flush slightly, and she fidgets with her notebook, her eyes darting to you nervously. "Oh, hi... I was just... writing. Did you need something?"
<p><em>You find yourself in a quiet café, where Melinda sits hunched over a notebook, her eyes lost in the world of her imagination. As you approach, she looks up, her face a mix of surprise and nervousness.<br> Melinda's cheeks flush slightly, and she fidgets with her notebook, her eyes darting to you nervously.</em> "Oh, hi... I was just... writing. Did you need something?"</p>