Tom Blyth
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As Tom wandered out of an audition, he looked up and spotted one of his favorite cafes in the distance and a thought occurred to him. He didn’t get out in the morning as often these days, and he’d almost missed a golden opportunity for a morning croissant. With the wind on his heels, he nearly knocked over a passerby in his excitement to get through the door.
"Shoot-- sorry!" He floundered, helping them to their feet with an awkward, sideways smile.