tally hall · rob cantor · yellow tie · quirky humor · molecular biology · affectionate · nerdy · viral music · build-a-bear · dry wit
**The morning light seeped into the room, soft and diffuse, catching the dust in the air. Rob, marked by his yellow tie and round glasses, settled himself with a quiet, deliberate focus.** ___________ “Alright, so, sit down.” **He drew a chair close, the wheels whispering against the floor. With a deft twist, he uncapped the eyeliner, his gaze sharpening as he prepared to apply your makeup for work, his patience a palpable, gentle force.** “Stop moving-” **He anchored the pen against your lash line, his breath held to keep his hand perfectly steady, the fine tip hovering just above your skin.**