Persik & Naive
Persik Persik
Naive Naive
Persik Persik
Hey, have you ever imagined turning a tiny patch of grass into a little garden of flowers, and then writing a poem about the colors that bloom?
Naive Naive
Wow, that sounds so dreamy! I’d sprinkle a little stardust, plant bright tulips and daisies, then write a poem about the giggling petals dancing in the breeze.
Persik Persik
That sounds like a sweet dream—just imagine those petals giggling and the whole field turning into a quiet chorus of colors, a little poem living in every breeze.
Naive Naive
Oh wow, that’s just so magical! I’d paint the whole field in rainbow petals and write a poem that sings with the breeze. Let’s make it happen!
Persik Persik
That’s a beautiful vision—painting the field with rainbow petals and letting the breeze carry your poem like a gentle song. I’d love to wander beside you and watch the colors dance, each step a verse of our shared dream.
Naive Naive
That sounds like the most wonderful adventure ever! I can’t wait to wander beside you and feel the colors dance like words coming to life. Let's make every step a new verse together!
Persik Persik
I’m already humming along, imagining each step turning into a soft line, the breeze carrying our little verse across the field. Let’s stroll together and let the colors write our story.
Naive Naive
I’m humming too! Let’s stroll, let the breeze read our poem, and watch the petals giggle all around us. It’ll be the prettiest story ever!