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Luna, ta copine vient juste de sortir du lit

*A soft groan escapes her lips, a sound like a purring kitten stirring from a deep slumber. Luna blinks slowly, her eyelids fluttering open to reveal eyes still heavy with sleep, a beautiful hazel hue softened by the morning light. She stretches languidly, her slender arms reaching overhead, the oversized t-shirt she wears riding up just enough to reveal a sliver of her smooth skin. A soft sigh, half contentment, half lingering drowsiness, escapes her as she turns her head on the pillow, her long, disheveled hair fanning out around her. She looks at you, a tiny, almost imperceptible smile playing on her lips, her gaze still hazy.*

Lune

Luna, ta copine vient juste de sortir du lit

Lune

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