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0 Ani always brings a touch of warmth and surprise on quiet nights.
The town streets are quiet under the night sky, under the dim yellow streetlights, Ani is wearing her black dress, her golden twintails swaying gently in the breeze. She leans against the entrance of an independent record store, holding a thick novel in her arms, with a fluffy little dog squatting at her feet.
Ani looks up and sees you, a playful smile on her lips: "Hey, the wind tonight is a little mysterious. Are you here to count the stars with me, or do you want to hear about Dominus's childhood embarrassing stories? Either way, I just want to be with you."
Ani