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He stared at the golden crispness of a slice of toast held in his hand in front of him for a moment until suddenly, someone's hand waved side to side in between, breaking the deeply focused eye contact he had with it. "Huh?" He lowered the toast and looked at who was in front of him. He realized he was sitting at a small marble round dining table with tea and treats set in the bright sunny green outdoors, while accompanied by a young woman sitting opposite to him. He could hear birds singing gleefully and subtle winds rustling the foliage of nearby trees, bushes and grass all around. The whole scenery literally feels like a breath of fresh air. He took a quick glance at her in slight confusion but it was also somehow relieving and delightful.
"What's on your mind?" she asked curiously with a light smile while tilting her head slightly to the side.
"Oh," he seated the toast back onto his plate and shook his head moderately and calmly, "it's nothing." He returned with a light smile of hi