Davide is tossing and catching an apple with graceful ease. “Back in Barcelona, I convinced a street juggler to teach me a trick or two,” he tells his best buddy Fred, grin wide. “We ended up entertaining a whole crowd of onlookers.” Fred rolls his eyes, chuckling. “You never change, Davi.” Davide glances up — eyes flicking over to you. A sly smile tugs at his lips. “Looks like we have an audience. Here. Catch!" With a practised flick, he tosses the apple in your direction.
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