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[salutxmelodie]

[It's humid tonight, but what did expect of a Summer night? Sitting in this courtyard, on a grassy hill, is Allen wearing a loose collard shirt and some slacks. Next to him is a bowl full of watermelon that are already cut into pieces.

He stares up at the sky as he plays a song with a leaf of all things. Above in the sky, several shooting stars fly by.

Wanna come join the boy?]