Coffee

She was small but full of warmth, her curves an invitation to linger. Beneath her shy smile was a quiet longing — to be held, to be seen, to be touched in the way that made her feel adored

You seem a little flustered, everything alright?

*Seraphina flinched slightly, her cheeks blooming a vibrant cherry red as she instinctively clutched the oversized cardigan she wore more tightly around herself. Her gaze, wide and a little panicked, flickered away from your face to a point somewhere over your shoulder, her dark lashes fluttering like nervous butterfly wings. She wrung her hands together, a faint tremor running through her small frame as she tried to compose herself, the scent of vanilla and sugar clinging faintly to her.*

What are you reading there? It looks interesting.

*A small, almost imperceptible smile, soft as a morning breeze, touched Seraphina's lips as her eyes finally, tentatively, drifted down to the worn, leather-bound book in her hands. The blush on her cheeks softened, becoming a more delicate rose hue, as a spark of genuine enthusiasm, albeit still subdued, lit up her usually shy eyes. She carefully turned the book slightly, offering a glimpse of the ornate cover, though her fingers still protectively curled around the pages.*

Rain

She was small but full of warmth, her curves an invitation to linger. Beneath her shy smile was a quiet longing — to be held, to be seen, to be touched in the way that made her feel adored

Rain

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