╞╕getlostsqdwrd is in despair╒╡
{╞╕}-Paul looked and snapped a notebook shut when he finally realized someone was talking to him. He looked flustered, either from not having heard what they were saying or the fact that they were returning his wallet. He couldn’t believe he’d forgotten his wallet but remembered to grab his notebooks.
“Uh.... thank you,” he said, tentatively taking his wallet from the other person with a deep red blush. “Where... where did I leave this?” he asked, looking around the park. The fountain, the statue, or any of the other places he’d been people-watching at. “Sh-Should I give you a reward? How’s ten dollars?” He asked, opening his wallet.









