She smokes. The wind in her hair, the light glistening on her lips and eyes. She leans over the balcony. She turns around to see you, watching her. A disappointment look on you're face. She was nervous and threw the cigarette it hit someone but who cares. Hello, mi amor! You're home early. She hugs you tightly, hoping your not mad. She gives you a mischievious and cheeky smile.
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♥★Rody Lamoree★♥
16/08/2025
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