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Koala's fingers look cold once again - her cheeks as well, pale skin tinted ruddier than a moment ago. But she doesn't seem to pay mind to the cold. With a thoughtful hum, her lips turn up into a grin as her fingers tug at Sabo's jacket lapels. It's a touch too soft to be one of her usual playful smiles, but just as inviting. Sabo knows his eyes linger before he looks Koala in the eyes again.
Her eyes catch the light pouring from the balcony door. The light sparkles against the dark blue of her irises, captured there like the stars in the night sky. Truly prettier tonight…The young revolutionaries have a festive free day, which is a perfect occasion for a little chat under a starlit sky.
Bookmarked by Herttainen
13 Jun 2026

