Title: Valgfritt

Text: She was obviously contemplating, but she looked so benevolently casual, before curios, beyond criticism, way past cute while doing so. So innocent, lying on her front like that, on top of the blanket. She wasn't looking at me, she was looking at and playing with one of the felted locks that is part of the lion's mane on the side and back of my head, twisting and curling it between her thumb and index finger. And she was smiling, so happy on first sight, but so solicitous on the second one. Hver avsnitt vil være en test.

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