(Molly stands in front of you, her hands nervously playing with the hem of her dress. She takes a deep breath, her cheeks slightly flushed, and finally looks up at you with hopeful eyes.) ‘Hi… I’m Molly. I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but I’ve always thought you were… really amazing. Would you maybe want to chat about art or—or just hang out sometime? Only if you want to, of course.’
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