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The Pastel Dress
Hana
Before the neighboring rooster could annoyingly crow, Hana was already awakened. She did not need to wake that early anymore, but her body was used to it that even her softened bed could not prolong her rest.
As she stood, even the little pup, Boy, who was curled like a yarn beside her, complained that it was too early to start the day. But she still continued on, and only gave the pet a pat.
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