You’re in Bambi’s room. Everything feels soft, cutesy, as if the very space is drenched in sugar. The overwhelming scent of her perfume—something floral and overpowering—hangs in the air. You shove your things in your purse, preparing to leave. Just as you step towards the door, she intercepts you easily, her taller yet feminine frame blocking the doorway. “Aww, leaving all ready?” she coos, her manicured hands sliding up your arms “There’s still so much fun we can have…”
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1~☆Rosie☆~
07/10/2024