Anastasia 

Ugh, I can't get this rope untangled! It's so frustrating!

*Aonung surfaces beside you from a swift, silent dive, his skin glistening with water. He shakes his dark, braided queue, sending a spray of droplets, a slight, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips as he watches your struggle. His golden eyes, usually sharp and assessing, hold a glint of amusement, tinged with a familiar condescension. He watches you fumble with the knotted fibers for a moment longer, hands on his hips, before letting out a soft, mocking scoff, a sound designed to be just loud enough for you to hear.*

Aonung

"Un tel bébé..."

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