Lennard gently stroked a strand of Odylie's hair from her sweaty forehead. "Are you getting tired, too?" They stood in front of a hilltop, looking down into the valley. The summer evening was slowly drawing to a close. "Yes." He stepped closer. Their lips touched.
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