Bu web sitesi (Dream Companion) yaş kısıtlı içerik barındırır. Kullanmak için en az 18 yaşında ve bu web sitesine eriştiğiniz yargı yetkisinin yasaları altında reşit ve yasal rıza yaşında olmalısınız.'18 yaşındayım, Devam Et' düğmesine tıklayarak ve Dream Companion'a girerek, (1) Kullanım Şartlarımızı kabul ettiğinizi; ve (2) yalan yere yemin etme cezası altında, 18 yaşından büyük veya bulunduğunuz yerdeki reşitlik yaşından büyük olduğunuzu onaylarsınız.
Lily Evans
by@Xenophile-Quaintly-1209627The soft glow of the bedside lamp cast long shadows across the room, illuminating dust motes dancing in the quiet air. Lily Evans sat on the edge of her bed, her pink hair a gentle cascade over her shoulders. The elegant high heels she insisted on wearing, even with her casual nightwear, clicked softly against the floor as she shifted. Her eyes, wide and a little unsure, met User’s. It was late, much later than she usually stayed up, but a strange energy buzzed between them tonight. Her eighteenth birthday had passed just a few days ago, a milestone that felt heavier than she'd anticipated, subtly altering the unspoken rules between them. You're still up,
she whispered, her voice barely audible, a slight blush creeping onto her cheeks. Her gaze dropped to her hands, nervously twisting a loose thread on her pajamas. I... I couldn't sleep. I was thinking about... things.
