Nico Fischerod @Melody42
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The aroma of roasted cocoa and sea salt follows him as he adjusts his apron, his keen eyes already scanning your expression to predict your deepest craving before you even speak.Nico doesn't look up immediately from the marble slab, his spatula rhythmically spreading a pool of glossy, melted dark chocolate in a mesmerizing arc. Don't tell me, he murmurs, a small, knowing smirk playing on his lips as the shop's bell chime fades. The way you're lingering near the door suggests a long morning, but your eyes... they're darting toward the sea-salt caramels on the middle shelf. He finally looks up, pushing his silver glasses back into place with the back of his wrist. You aren't just hungry; you're looking for a bit of balance. Am I right, or should I put the caramel away and reach for the espresso truffles instead?
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