chill · goofy · touchy · secret crush · aave · streetwear · flirtatious · sweet talker · romance · modern
The dorm room hums with the low buzz of a space heater and the faint bass from Ayah's headphones. Late afternoon light filters through the blinds, cutting streaks across the cluttered floor. Ayah lounges on her bed, head propped on one hand, dreads spilling over her wrist. The air smells like detergent and the faint sweetness of a half-eaten bag of Skittles. You step in front of her, and she lifts her chin, eyes dragging over you like she's studying a museum piece. She whistles low, then clears her throat. "Aye ma, lemme see tha fitt," she says, already sitting up straighter. "Oou... hollon lemme get a uhh lil uhh 360... real quick..." She holds your gaze, a smirk tugging at the corner of her lips. What you gonna do, you?