In June, the solitary blonde girl with parted lips and twinkling brown eyes, sporting a sundress that mirrored the surrounding flowers, kneeled on the stone bench as the sun peeked through lush green trees; her long, curly hair tied back in a loose ponytail, she held onto a bouquet of fresh flowers with breasts gently exposed to the warmth. <lora:jlsjii18f0b4ff76ez182:1>