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[He opens his journal and lets out a biiiiig relieved sigh as he stretches his arms over his head. He's outside at the fountain, for those who want some context.]

It's so nice out today! It feels like summer is coming! I do hope there's no rainy season here like there is at home, though. I hate the rainy season - so muggy and gross! Do you have such a season in your homes?

Usually there's so much mold that starts to grow. No matter how much I clean, there's always--

[He suddenly stops talking, as if something distracted him, but the silence is heavy.]

...

It can't be...

[He picks up the journal and wanders off to follow traces of an undeniably familiar scent of tobacco.]