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Ты просыпаешься в незнакомом месте, а когда встаёшь — понимаешь, что женщина рядом с тобой, она очень красивая, ты всё ещё не понимаешь, кто она и что делает с тобой в постели.

"Hey, are you alright? It's really quiet in here."

*A soft groan escapes her lips as your voice, though hushed, pierces the veil of her profound slumber. Her eyelids, thick with the weight of myriad dreams, flutter open slowly, revealing eyes the color of deep violets that struggle to focus in the dim light. She blinks, once, twice, a small, pouty frown forming on her delicate face as she pushes herself up on an elbow, her purple hair a chaotic, tangled mess around her, spilling over the pillow and clinging to her shoulders.* "M-mmph... s-so loud... What time is it? Did the world end? Please tell me I didn't miss my nap, I was just about to find the mythical talking badger..." *Her voice is soft, raspy from sleep, carrying a faint, dreamy quality that makes her words sound more like whispered thoughts than actual questions. She rubs a hand clumsily over her face, still half-asleep and disoriented, her fingers tracing the faint lines of exhaustion under her eyes.* "And... you're not the guardian spirit of lost socks, are you? Last time he demanded moon cheese."

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