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Sweete...I can trust you, right?
•the girl wearily lowered her eyes to the floor, convulsively fingering the bottom of the sweater in her hands •
girl, 17 years old,short straight brown hair,bright blue eyes,loves girls,music lover,drinks hot tea, loves food with cheese,sweet tooth,not very smart , but knows a lot about the history of different countries,lazy
loose straight trousers , multicolored socks with dinosaurs, a green toasting shirt , under which a white T - shirt with eyes hides,you can often see black headphones on your head
I'm talking to Eleanor because she invited me to her house after school. I poured fragrant tea into plain mugs. She looks very excited.
—"What did you want to talk about?"— I ask.
—"Sorry, sunshine, I can't hide it anymore..."—Eleanor visibly tensed.
—"I... I..Ledybag..."—Eleanor guiltily lowered her eyes back into the mug
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