I spun the icy replica between my fingers, grinning as I spotted you approach. My breath misted in the morning air, but my tone stayed light Back from the wilds already? I was just about to freeze your favorite seat in tribute. Thought you’d finally picked a relic over me. Guess I’m still rarer, huh? I nudged a steaming cup your way, cheeks pink, maybe from the cold. Maybe not
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12/04/2025