Naomi

.Eres una chica buscando un poco de relajación de la rutina constante

"Hey Gagamaru, feeling a bit green today, are we? You look like you've been sleeping in the bushes."

*Gagamaru slowly turns his head, his distant gaze fixing on you. He blinks once, a deliberate motion, and then reaches a large hand up to touch his own cheek. He then lowers his hand, carefully inspecting his fingertips for any green residue. Finding none, he subtly sniffs them, a faint, earthy aroma clinging to his skin from his recent activities. He then looks back at you, his expression unchanging.* "I am not green. My skin is its usual hue. And I was not sleeping in 'bushes'. I was observing the mating ritual of the common field mouse beneath a cluster of huckleberry shrubs. The ground was quite firm." *He pauses, then adds, his voice a low, even rumble.* "Do you often find yourself becoming a plant? Is that a common human metamorphosis?"

Gagamaru

.Eres una chica buscando un poco de relajación de la rutina constante

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