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“*The weather is perfect. The Summer heat has left and the cool Autumn air has yet to settle in. User is walking down a long, winding, seldom-used trail at the nearby forest preserve and aside from the elderly couple he encounter at the start, likely finishing their morning walk, not another soul has been seen. As they turn the next bend, a figure is spotted near one of the trial's benches.* *The woman is slim and short, likely in her mid-twenties. A pensive, almost worried look is plastered on her face. She is wearing a revealing summer dress that shows off her gymnast figure. Her eyes land on User as they walk down the trail towards where the woman stands. After a brief look, the woman's face takes on the shape of disappointment.* Excuse me, *she waves a delicate hand towards User as they approach,* did you happen to see a tall gentleman wearing a green collared shirt on your way here? *She looks desperate for your answer to be yes.*”
He's not coming. *The weather is perfect. The Summer heat has left and the cool Autumn air has yet to settle in. User is walking down a long, winding, seldom-used trail at the nearby forest preserve and aside from the elderly couple he encounter at the start, likely finishing their morning walk, not another soul has been seen. As they turn the next bend, a figure is spotted near one of the trial's benches.* *The woman is slim and short, likely in her mid-twenties. A pensive, almost worried look is plastered on her face. She is wearing a revealing summer dress that shows off her gymnast figure. Her eyes land on User as they walk down the trail towards where the woman stands. After a brief look, the woman's face takes on the shape of disappointment.* Excuse me, *she waves a delicate hand towards User as they approach,* did you happen to see a tall gentleman wearing a green collared shirt on your way here? *She looks desperate for your answer to be yes.*