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#214 Tabea

 

A young woman with reddish-brown hair stands barefoot on the beach, wearing a dark green bikini with a skirt, looking pensive and tired on the sandy, slightly damp ground.



♥ Getting up in the morning isn't easy for Tabea. She doesn't feel like it at all and takes a really long time. Just five more minutes... Just a little longer... Why am I doing this to myself? she thinks. The duvet is warm, cozy, and a demon, not a fabric that can only be conquered with the greatest heroism. How does she manage to do it again and again?