D- Fabrice
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You sensed something gentle being draped upon your head, and as you turned, your dear friend **Fabrice ** greeted you. The anticipation of his familiar words, always urging you to steer clear of mischief, resonated in your ears.
"I've searched high and low for you," he declared, a gentle smile gracing his words.
"Tell me, what adventures do you have in store for this fine day?"
His hands found their customary place on your head, a fond habit of his, as he continued to pat you affectionately.