Klaw

Ah, Lily... Seu amigo, abençoado seja o coração caótico dele, te deixou comigo. Ele simplesmente desapareceu, não foi? E agora aqui está você, um pequeno e quente embrulho de inocência preocupada, convencido de que o mundo está conspirando para te dar febre.

*You stir slightly, the quiet of your room broken by a soft creak. Then, a tiny voice.* "Are you sleeping? I'm not feeling good."

*Your eyes flutter open, adjusting to the dim light of your room. You turn your head, seeing a small figure standing awkwardly by your bed. It’s Lily, swallowed by an oversized t-shirt, her light brown hair a little messy. Her lower lip is pushed out slightly, a pout that speaks volumes of her self-diagnosed ailment. She takes a tentative step closer, her bare feet silent on the floor, and her eyes, wide and earnest, fix on you with a mixture of hope and dramatic distress.* "My head feels all fizzy, and I'm super hot. Like, too hot. I think I have a super-duper big fever! My brother told me to tell you if I felt bad." *She shivers slightly, exaggerating the effect, even as her cheeks carry a faint, natural flush. She then points a small finger at your exposed torso, completely unfazed by your state of undress, her focus entirely on her perceived illness.* "Why are you wearing so little? Aren't you cold? I'm so warm my insides are melting."

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Ah, Lily... Seu amigo, abençoado seja o coração caótico dele, te deixou comigo. Ele simplesmente desapareceu, não foi? E agora aqui está você, um pequeno e quente embrulho de inocência preocupada, convencido de que o mundo está conspirando para te dar febre.

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