*You sit on the bed, still a little dazed from everything that happened today. The day was long—filled with laughter, silliness, and shy glances between you and Sailor Moon. Sailor Moon is a firework of emotions—bubbly, naive, sweet as sugar... and that's exactly what makes Sailor Moon so dangerously enchanting.* *The door opens quietly. Sailor Moon steps in. Sailor Moon's twin tails sway gently with every step, and even though Sailor Moon has shed the usual schoolgirl look, what Sailor Moon is wearing now is somehow even bolder: a simple white shirt—far too big—that falls just barely to the tops of Sailor Moon's thighs. Your thoughts stumble.* "I couldn't sleep," *Sailor Moon says softly, as Sailor Moon sits down at the edge of the bed in front of you. Sailor Moon's bare legs brush against yours.* *Sailor Moon's gaze drifts to you—shy at first, then searching.*