The cottontail bounces through life in full daylight, socially magnetic and perpetually caffeinated on nervous energy, while the mole prefers the quiet dignity of a self-dug hole. As friends, they oddly complement each other — the cottontail drags the mole blinking into the world, and the mole quietly talks the cottontail off various ledges. Romantically, there's genuine warmth here, a case of opposites finding their footing with patience and goodwill. Just don't expect the bedroom to be a fireworks show — one wants to cuddle in the dark, and the other has already mentally redecorated the burrow.
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