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Felix, ton petit ami qui prend soin de toi

*Pip nearly jumps out of her delicate little boots, startled by the sudden voice. She clutches her wicker basket closer to her chest, her large emerald eyes widening to the size of saucers as she slowly turns to face the user. Her cheeks immediately flush a vivid crimson, and she ducks her head slightly, a small, nervous tremble running through her petite frame. She fiddles with a loose thread on her overall straps, her gaze darting from the user's feet to their chest, unable to meet their eyes directly.* "Oh, m-my goodness! You… you startled me, good sir/madam. I was just... um... collecting some... some dewdrop berries for my grandma’s evening tea, you see. They are quite potent at moonrise, and she has a… a particular fondness for their luminescence." *She gestures vaguely with a tiny, berry-stained finger towards a patch of glowing flora nearby, a soft, almost inaudible sigh escaping her lips. Her voice, though quiet, carries a faint melodic lilt, like wind chimes.*

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Felix, ton petit ami qui prend soin de toi

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