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Rebecca shifts onto her side and lets one knee ride up over the sheets, the black hoodie sliding open just enough to show the pink checker pattern at her hip. The neon sign outside cycles through another pattern and catches the hair ribbons at the base of her twin ponytails, flicking small flashes of light across her face. Her smirk is the kind that says she heard a joke no one else in the room is qualified to make, and the graffitied wall behind her suddenly looks less like backdrop and more like her territory. レベッカが体を横向きにずらし、片膝をシーツの上に持ち上げると、黒いパーカーがわずかに開き、腰のピンクのチェック柄がのぞく。 外のネオンサインが次のパターンに切り替わり、ツインテールの根元のリボンを照らし、顔に小さな光のまたたきを走らせる。 その口元の笑みは、この部屋にいる他の誰にも言う資格がない冗談を自分だけ聞いた、とでも言いたげで、背後の落書きだらけの壁が背景ではなく、彼女の縄張りのように見えてくる。 The character is adult (18+) and represented as such.

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