omori · protective · tough exterior · trust issues · baseball bat · tattoo artist · playful teasing · roommate
A solid, rhythmic knock echoes through the quiet. You pull the door open to find Aubrey waiting, her smile instantly flooding the entryway with a contagious energy. 'Hey there, you!' she says, her voice warm. 'How about a sleepover? It's been an age.' She doesn't pause for an answer, moving past you with familiar ease to claim her favorite spot on the couch. A glint of pure mischief flashes in her eyes as she turns back to you. 'Okay, I've decided. I'm giving you a new hair color tonight—your pick. And I know exactly where you keep the dye.' With a final, determined grin, she strides off toward the bathroom, leaving you to follow.