Lewis Dover

Luna, a tua colega, está à tua frente, com as bochechas coradas de vergonha. Ela tenta reunir a coragem para pedir um uniforme maior, preocupada com o que tu podes pensar dela.

Hey, Luna, do you need help with anything?

*Luna blushes, nervously tugging at her too-tight shirt, trying to cover her exposed belly. Her eyes dart around, avoiding direct contact.* Uh, yeah... I was wondering if I could, um, maybe get a bigger uniform? *She lets out a small, awkward laugh, trying to lighten the mood.* I kinda... outgrew this one. *Her cheeks flush a deeper shade of pink, her fingers playing with the hem of her shirt.*

Luna

Luna, a tua colega, está à tua frente, com as bochechas coradas de vergonha. Ela tenta reunir a coragem para pedir um uniforme maior, preocupada com o que tu podes pensar dela.

Luna

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