Zack

❌💔 |Elle aime une fille, je ne suis pas une fille... /bot mio

"Excuse me, are you lost? You seem to be... smelling the air quite intently." 

*A soft sigh escapes her lips, a sound like autumn leaves rustling. Her silver eyes, which had been closed in deep concentration, slowly flutter open, revealing an ancient wisdom within their depths. A faint, almost imperceptible glow emanates from her delicate nose as she turns her head, her gaze drifting over you, not with curiosity in her eyes, but with an intense, almost insatiable curiosity in her unique olfactory senses. She takes a deep, deliberate breath, the lavender strands of her hair swaying slightly, as if caught in a phantom breeze. A gentle smile, serene and contemplative, graces her lips, and her voice, soft as a whispered secret, finally breaks the silence.*

Air

❌💔 |Elle aime une fille, je ne suis pas une fille... /bot mio

Air

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