Give me a realistic picture of the next chapter of a story: Music thumped softly

Give me a realistic picture of the next chapter of a story: Music thumped softly in the background as conversations and laughter mingled in the air.. The rooftop party was in full swing, and Marc, who at first had felt out of place, Now he was surprisingly comfortable. I had met several interesting people, all with their own stories, and I was beginning to feel like maybe I could fit in here, After all. However, as the night progressed, He began to notice something he had not anticipated.: the looks. They were not hostile looks, but yes evaluators, as if people were trying to figure it out. En su círculo social in Lisbon, I was used to this kind of observation. But here, in a place where I hoped to be able to let my guard down, It worried him. -Are you OK? —Lena asked., approaching with a glass in his hand. Marc turned to her, Hiding his discomfort with a smile. -Yeah, All good. Alone... Thinking. Lena looked at him curiously.. —¿En qué estás Thinking? Marc hesitated a moment before answering.. I didn't want to seem paranoid., But something inside him told him that talking to Lena could help.. —It's just that... —It started, searching for the right words—. Sometimes I feel like people judge me before they know me.. Here, in Lisbon, anywhere. -Sigh, looking out to the horizon where the sea met the dark sky—. I know I have an appearance that may seem... distant. But I'm not like that. Or at least I don't want to be.. Lena listened to him in silence, without interrupting it. —I don't think people here are judging you., Marc —he said finally, softly-. But it is true that you have an air of mystery. And people tend to fill in the gaps with their own assumptions.. Marc nodded, appreciating Lena's frankness. —Assumptions that, most of the time, are wrong. Lena smiled, but it was an understanding smile, not in mockery. -Could be. But that happens to everyone., ¿
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Give me a realistic picture of the next chapter of a story: Music thumped softly in the background as conversations and laughter mingled in the air
..
The rooftop party was in full swing
,
and Marc
,
who at first had felt out of place
,
Now he was surprisingly comfortable
.
I had met several interesting people
,
all with their own stories
,
and I was beginning to feel like maybe I could fit in here
,
After all
.
However
,
as the night progressed
,
He began to notice something he had not anticipated
.
: the looks
.
They were not hostile looks
,
but yes evaluators
,
as if people were trying to figure it out
.
En su círculo social in Lisbon
,
I was used to this kind of observation
.
But here
,
in a place where I hoped to be able to let my guard down
,
It worried him
.
-Are you OK
?
—Lena asked
.,
approaching with a glass in his hand
.
Marc turned to her
,
Hiding his discomfort with a smile
.
-Yeah
,
All good
.
Alone
...
Thinking
.
Lena looked at him curiously
..
—¿En qué estás Thinking
?
Marc hesitated a moment before answering
..
I didn'
;
t want to seem paranoid
.,
But something inside him told him that talking to Lena could help
..
—It'
;
s just that
...
—It started
,
searching for the right words—
.
Sometimes I feel like people judge me before they know me
..
Here
,
in Lisbon
,
anywhere
.
-Sigh
,
looking out to the horizon where the sea met the dark sky—
.
I know I have an appearance that may seem
...
distant
.
But I'
;
m not like that
.
Or at least I don'
;
t want to be
..
Lena listened to him in silence
,
without interrupting it
.
—I don'
;
t think people here are judging you
.,
Marc —he said finally
,
softly-
.
But it is true that you have an air of mystery
.
And people tend to fill in the gaps with their own assumptions
..
Marc nodded
,
appreciating Lena'
;
s frankness
.
—Assumptions that
,
most of the time
,
are wrong
.
Lena smiled
,
but it was an understanding smile
,
not in mockery
.
-Could be
.
But that happens to everyone
.,
¿
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