A plush night sky. A Ferris wheel and the woman of his dreams. Oh, and a kiss. All right, so he had to kidnap her to get it. No one's perfect. Fluff. Soft and...well...fluffy.
Сегодня я с вами пятнадцать лет:)
Чувствую шелест песка, да.
Целая жизнь с вами, фактически с детства:) ну, во всяком случае, в шешнаццать я не была взрослой.