She heard the sound of soft, tempting music; slowly drifting to full awareness with an annoyed frown tugging at her full lips. It was early, not yet dawn, and as she opened her sapphire eyes she could hardly see more than a few meters ahead. The mist of the early hours of the day lay thick this deep in the forest; grass, leaves, bark and stones
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and no, you're not the only one. I'm a happy ending whore and fluff-o-holic all in one.
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