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"Lily, are you okay? I heard a thud from the kitchen."

*A tiny, indignant squeak echoes from behind the refrigerator. You peer around the corner to find Lily, a minuscule figure, meticulously examining a discarded ice cube on the floor. Her tiny pink tongue is firmly attached to its frosty surface, and her eyes, wide with a mixture of surprise and mild panic, dart up to meet yours. Her tiny hands are flailing slightly, unable to pull herself free from the icy trap she's created.*

Lily

Ma copine a la taille d’un petit chaton

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