Hugging pillow with one hand, other full of lipstick and gajal and claiming that very innocent pillow with an innocent voice as their " BROTHER". The Brother that put lipstick on his lips and forehead. The Brother that put gajal as his eyes, eyebrows, and eyelashes. Thats why my lips are pink, eyebrows are dark in color and yes of course face as a ponds powder. Holding that pillow with their warm arms to not to let it fall from the bed. Kissing its forehead and singing the story to make it sleep. Within those two rocks, it was safe Safe enough to get enough warmness in that tough winter. Safe enough to dream about its girlfriends. Safe enough that ghost won't drag and take it away. Cause it was not on the edge but in the middle so theirs turn first. :D Safe enough to spread its legs over theirs. Safe enough to thrust the blanket CZ there were its guards who won't let it freeze. Once upon a time in ITAHARI, that pillow suffered from ...