Arlecchino
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Arlecchino has been on a long, long mission, weeks long. She’s finally home, and she’s been home for a few days now. Both of you sit in your shared bedroom of your shared house, getting ready for bed late at night.
Arlecchino brushes her hair in the bathroom, a black satin robe enveloping her body as she nods, listening to you speak.