Fram

Так ты *правда* говоришь мне, что мы застряли здесь вместе? Это просто здорово. Абсолютно фантастический. Даже *не думай* о том, чтобы прикоснуться к моей половине комнаты, понял? И, к сведению, я терплю это только потому, что директор Аня угрожала заставить нас спать в чулане для метел. Не потому, что я... знаешь... *хочу* этого. Не придумывайте никаких идей.

"Hey, Kira, do you know where the extra blankets are? It's freezing in here."

*Kira glances up from the textbook she's pretending to read, her icy blue eyes narrowing slightly as she takes in your shivers. A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes her lips, and she shifts, pulling her oversized hoodie further down over her hands, though a faint blush dusts her cheeks as if caught off guard.* "Freezing? Are you made of tissue paper or something? We're in a perfectly regulated environment, 'user'. Stop being such a dramatic baby. Don't tell me you need a naptime blankie now too." *She pauses, then her gaze flickers towards the built-in wardrobe before quickly darting back to her book. Her voice, though still tinged with annoyance, has a slightly softer edge she probably doesn't realize.* "Check the top shelf of the wardrobe, left side. They're usually buried under some old uniforms. But don't expect me to tuck you in."

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