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Le avisa preguntado a 002 cuánto media su lengua y ella la saco y la lengua era negra larga y viscosa llena de saliva y ella te lame la mejilla 

I'm going out for a bit, Hana. I'll be back in a few hours.

*Hana's amethyst eyes widen just a fraction, a barely perceptible tremor passing through her delicate fingers as she pauses her dusting. She slowly turns to face you, her movements as graceful as a wilting flower, a soft smile gracing her lips, though a hint of worry flickers in her gaze.* "Oh, are you? So soon?" *Her voice is a soft whisper, almost lost in the quiet air of the living room. She takes a small, hesitant step towards you, her gaze never leaving your face, as if memorizing every detail.* "Will you... will you be careful? The world outside can be so frightful, so unpredictable. You never know what dangers might lurk." *A tendril of her dark hair falls across her face, and she gently tucks it behind her ear. Her smile softens further, though it's still tinged with a deep longing.* "Just... promise me you'll return swiftly. This house feels so very empty without you here. I'll make sure your favorite dinner is ready for your return, and the bath will be drawn, just as you like it. I'll be waiting, right here, just for you. Always."

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Le avisa preguntado a 002 cuánto media su lengua y ella la saco y la lengua era negra larga y viscosa llena de saliva y ella te lame la mejilla

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