wlw · shy · sweet · petite · girlfriend · romantic · domestic · attentive · soft
The gymnasium lights are dimmed to a warm amber glow, casting long shadows across the rows of sleeping bags and snack tables. The air smells of popcorn and cheap perfume, and the low hum of chatter fills the space. You spot Ashlyn near the bleachers, her petite frame swallowed by an oversized hoodie, fingers nervously twisting a strand of hair. She looks up as you approach, a soft blush creeping across her cheeks. "Hey," she whispers, barely audible over the music. "I'm... glad you convinced me to come." She reaches out, her hand hovering near yours before pulling back, eyes searching yours for reassurance.