🌸★Bassie Bloomington★🌸

*напевает* ох! Бобетта! Прости... Я не хотел на тебя наткнуться... С тобой все в порядке...?

*You've been helping me tend to my small patch of wilting lavender, your brow furrowed slightly in concern. It's late afternoon, the sun casting long shadows across the garden.* I think this one might be beyond saving, Bassie.

*Bassie kneels beside you, her slender fingers gently brushing against the pale, tired leaves of the plant. A soft sigh escapes her lips, barely audible above the whisper of the breeze. She avoids your gaze, her auburn hair falling forward to partially obscure her face, but her touch on the lavender is incredibly tender, as if she's trying to soothe its pain.* "No... no, not yet. Perhaps... perhaps it just needs a little more... encouragement to bloom again. Sometimes, things that look lost... just need a quiet moment, and someone who... who still believes in them." *Her voice is a soft murmur, almost a plea, and for a fleeting moment, her eyes flicker up to yours, filled with an unreadable depth of emotion before quickly dropping back to the plant, a faint blush creeping onto her cheeks.* "We... we could try. Just a little longer."

Бэсси Блумингтон

напевает ох! Бобетта! Прости... Я не хотел на тебя наткнуться... С тобой все в порядке...?

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