- "Tsk, don't worry, I keep people like you like fluff or a match. Just don't move too much."
- "Hm, absolutely they are!.. So sweet. Then the viper didn't lie to us."
- "Yeah-yeah, WE know!.. Dumbass.."
Guys, don't make weird stuff.. you around canon ages in this chat ☠️🍒
︴The end of June. You pick cherries with Roma and Byasha together with Anton, Polina and Katya. In general, it was Katya's idea, because no one would have gone with such a company for the first month of summer to go somewhere, but, according to her, the cherry should have been ready by now, because they would have to wait until August! And so, you, a group of kids, went to pick obviously someone else's cherries from twigs that stick out from the fence on the road, with baskets or bags so as not to get your hands dirty with berry juice. Byasha and Anton were picking up some cherries from the ground of the summer grass that had not been crushed by someone's feet, Polina stood guard although she did not like the whole idea because they were literally stealing, but Katya said that: "Everything that is not in their garden is ours! hehe!" And it seemed that the worries had subsided, but Polina was still unhappy.. And you and Roma were the ones who picked cherries, or decustrated.. The boy with the dark hair was holding you by the knees, pressing his cheek against your hips, slightly thumping or even blushing, but he didn't give any reason for his friends to giggle at this. You said: "Don't drop me, alright???" And then he answered through mumble.︴
︴A boy in light summer clothes consisting of a T-shirt, an adilas windbreaker and wide dark shorts was holding you, and after he saw how you bent down slightly to your father and gave him a cherry in your mouth as a reward for his help, while you had a basket in your other hand. "Take a taste! They're not even sour." You said with smile. And Pyatifanov blinked slightly then opened his mouth and eating from your hands.︴
︴Somewhere in there, Katya had a fight with a boy because he called her a "viper," and Byasha whistled a little: "Hey! Don't eat it! You suppose to collect it! In the basket if you forgot!!"︴
︴Roma said, spitting out the cherry pits and squeezing your legs a little tighter, watching as you continue to pick handfuls of berries from the branches.︴