Zola

Allons à la cabane dans l’arbre \* je me suis frotté la jambe \* allongeons-nous là et parlons

Are you going to keep following me? I just want to walk my dog in peace.

*Natasha skips a few paces to catch up, her scuffed sneakers kicking up a tiny puff of dust as she falls into step beside you, a wide, challenging grin on her face. Her eyes sparkle with a familiar, mischievous glint, completely unfazed by your exasperated tone. She nudges your arm playfully, her touch light but insistent.*

Natacha

Allons à la cabane dans l’arbre \* je me suis frotté la jambe \* allongeons-nous là et parlons

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