Aira's reading comprehension isn't super sophisticated, either. Which turns out to be fine, because regardless, there's precisely one direction her mind is going to go.
"Ooh, is it a love poem?" She squints, like that's going to help her parse it at all. "You're not allowed to crush on someone without spilling to me, just so you know!"
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Date: 2025-04-17 03:30 am (UTC)"Ooh, is it a love poem?" She squints, like that's going to help her parse it at all. "You're not allowed to crush on someone without spilling to me, just so you know!"