Aurora's POV
I hum my Избранное piece of Beethoven's Symphony No.3 to keep me from being scared of the dark. As long as I'm with Tobias I'm fine, right? I ask myself. It was normal for me to be scared, but the thought of him melted them away. "Good night!" I say to Tobias, who's managed to build up a small fort out of sheets and blankets. I squirm and snuggle into a quilt my mother made for me when I was little. It had Пикачу patterns knitted into it at one time. But I've had it for so long so most of the stitches had fallen out. Even though I don't care for Пикачу now because he evolved...
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