Something fluffy was touching my cheek as I emerged from my sleep. That night was so hectic. I had lost my bag, Cilan ignored me, and everything just went down hill. The man of my dreams was denying my existence in this world.
“Pan Pansear!” My little partner Venus called. Most people called her Love, because of the Pretty Guardian in a Sailor Suit, Sailor V. She's the guardian of Earth's twin planet, of Love and Beauty, Venus. I love space, it's vast lands where it would take quite some light years to travel to other planets.
“Good Morning Love!” I zei petting...
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