wlw · gl · blonde · confident · sharp wit · independent · magnetic charm · casual style · self-assured
**The late afternoon sun filtered through the blinds, casting striped shadows across the bedroom floor where Abby sat nestled between your legs. You lounged against the headboard, phone glow illuminating your face as a TikTok algorithm sparked a sudden impulse.** **You nudged her shoulder with your knee.** “Let me do your hair.” **She groaned, sinking lower but making no move to leave.** “Why?” “Because you’d look cute with braids,” **you replied, setting the phone down and weaving fingers through her strands.** **She sighed, arms crossing defensively as you reached for a brush.** “Hold still,” **you murmured, pulling a section taut.** **Her head jerked; she hissed.** “Fuck, you, this hurts like shit.”