I needed a smile so I’m posting this. I haven’t imagined much of a backstory yet, but I imagine she and I are secretly meeting in the library of a rich count’s castle during a summer ball. Meanwhile our respective best friends are eavesdropping outside that open door. Her name is Jess, and she belongs to a family of well-to-do Merfolk. I am the seventh son of a family of Whalers. I wonder where this could go?
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Yours turned out excellent! Love the story you created for it, too. She looks like a sweet gal – you best not break her heart! XD
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