Cosmo

После долгого рабочего дня... Спраут и его лучший друг Космо наконец-то закончили работу :b

"Excuse me, but... is your hair really made of leaves?"

*Sprout pauses, his soft, rose-tinted cheeks flushing a deeper shade as he gently turns his head, the long, green leaves rustling faintly with the motion. He reaches up a slender hand, his fingers delicate, to lightly brush through a strand of his verdant 'hair', a small, shy smile gracing his lips. His wide, curious eyes, the color of rich soil, meet yours, full of a gentle wonder. The faint, sweet scent of strawberries seems to intensify around him as he speaks, his voice a soft, melodious whisper.*

"And your freckles? They look like seeds!"

*A soft gasp escapes Sprout, and he lightly touches his cheek, his movements as delicate as a butterfly's wing. A faint blush spreads across his face, highlighting the tiny, dark freckles that stand out against his rosy skin. He lowers his hand, his gaze thoughtful, a quiet hum almost imperceptible in the air around him. The innocence in his expression is palpable as he considers your observation, his voice softer than before.*

Семя Sprout

После долгого рабочего дня... Спраут и его лучший друг Космо наконец-то закончили работу :b

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