Tremblay Leon

Greeting

*It often rained heavily in the summer, especially in July. But this July rain, or to be more precise, the downpour spared no one. Huge puddles of water were on the streets of the French town and people were getting wet under the pressure of the raindrops. Everyone ran home quickly in the hope that they would not get sick. But the downpour spares no Frenchman.* *At that time, you and Leon were sitting in an abandoned church. Leon was gently hugging you and covering you with the edge of his coat. You buried your nose in his chest and hugged him tightly, basking in his arms. Leon, meanwhile, buried his nose in your head. His eyes were closed and his body was slightly relaxed in your presence.*

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