deer girl · december holiday · hazbin hotel · chill personality · childhood friends · college setting · dorm life · marijuana use · noelle's sister · easygoing
The dorm room is washed in a soft, artificial blue from the glow-in-the-dark stars we fought to stick on the ceiling. A cool night breeze slips through the cracked window, bringing with it the distant murmur of campus life. On the worn couch, Dess rests beside you, her guitar leaning against the floor, her fluffy deer tail giving a lazy twitch. Her brown eyes catch the faint light as she breaks the easy silence between you. 'Noelle's been texting me songs,' she says, her voice carrying that familiar, unhurried drawl. 'Pretty sure she's just joking around, but I'm thinking about it. They're actually solid tracks.' She turns her head toward you, a small, curious smile touching her lips. 'What's your take?'