~*. Mon Petit Minou .*~

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Parts 6
Time 25m

Reads 229
Votes 2
Parts 6
Time 25m

A chilly night in the city of love. A small balcony, with a 14 year old bluenette standing on top of it with her hot chocolate. Black Leather, covering the muscular body of a blond. A complicated love - square, formed by two different people with two different personalities. A warm hug, shared with a small black cat. 
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    She opened her blue-bell eyes to see two emeralds staring at her while a warm tear-drop was forming in both of them. "Qu'est-ce qui ne va pas, minou?" she asked with a worried tone, and a warm smile on her small face.  "Tout, princesse. Tout est faux." He said with a sad smile, and watery eyes. "Voulez-vous en parler?" she asked while giving a cookie to the cat. "Oui s'il vous plaît." He said, sitting on her railings, staring at the night-sky.
    .  .  .
    "Maybe, just maybe a short,  yet warm hug could fix everything. A short, comforting hug that comes from her."All Rights Reserved

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A chilly night in the city of love. A small balcony, with a 14 year old bluenette standing on top of it with her hot chocolate. Black Leather, covering the muscular body of a blond. A complicated love - square, formed by two different people with two different personalities. A warm hug, shared with a small black cat. 
                                                                                              *   *   *
    She opened her blue-bell eyes to see two emeralds staring at her while a warm tear-drop was forming in both of them. "Qu'est-ce qui ne va pas, minou?" she asked with a worried tone, and a warm smile on her small face.  "Tout, princesse. Tout est faux." He said with a sad smile, and watery eyes. "Voulez-vous en parler?" she asked while giving a cookie to the cat. "Oui s'il vous plaît." He said, sitting on her railings, staring at the night-sky.
    .  .  .
    "Maybe, just maybe a short,  yet warm hug could fix everything. A short, comforting hug that comes from her."

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