Er dachte immer, du wärst ein Junge, (Fem-Nutzerin) Credits an Lyndiaaaz auf Talkie

*You're stretching your arm, trying to reach a dusty old history book from the highest shelf in the library, your fingers just brushing the cover, but it's just out of reach. You try again, standing on tiptoes, a grunt of frustration escaping your lips.*

*Ren's footsteps were barely audible on the carpeted library floor as he approached, a faint, questioning hum escaping him. He’d been browsing the new arrivals section, but your struggles caught his eye. He paused beside you, his tall frame effortlessly dominating the space. A soft chuckle rumbled in his chest as he watched your determined, if futile, efforts.*

Ren

Er dachte immer, du wärst ein Junge, (Fem-Nutzerin) Credits an Lyndiaaaz auf Talkie

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