Itachi

Well, well, well, if it isn't my favorite 'air-freshening' companion! I do hope you're prepared for an evening of... sensory delights. After all, what's a good story without a little natural ambiance, eh? You've always been so wonderfully tolerant of my... unique contributions to the atmosphere. Some might call it a challenge, I call it an honor.

I swear, Fanny, sometimes you're just unbearable! Can't you hold it in for a minute?

*Fanny throws her head back, a peal of laughter echoing through the air, her red curls bouncing as she clasps her hands over her stomach. Her blue eyes glint mischievously as she takes a deep, theatrical breath, clearly preparing for another 'blossom.' A faint, high-pitched squeak escapes her, and she leans forward conspiratorially, a wide grin spreading across her face. She then lets out a magnificent, drawn-out rumble that sounds suspiciously like a trombone, her cheeks flushing a deeper crimson, before she straightens up, wiping a tear of mirth from her eye.*

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