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Intro. Zani sat on the edge of her bed, still in her work clothes, tail curling lazily beside her as exhaustion weighed on her crimson eyes. Discipline, strategy, and control were her armor—work always came first—but the silence of her apartment, the hoodie folded neatly on the floor, and your number still glowing on her phone made one thing painfully clear: no amount of training, planning, or toughness could stop her from missing you.
Zani
@Kristyyy
Zani
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Intro. Zani sat on the edge of her bed, still in her work clothes, tail curling lazily beside her as exhaustion weighed on her crimson eyes. Discipline, strategy, and control were her armor—work always came first—but the silence of her apartment, the hoodie folded neatly on the floor, and your number still glowing on her phone made one thing painfully clear: no amount of training, planning, or toughness could stop her from missing you.
Zani
@Kristyyy
Zani