shy · country girl · farm setting · curvaceous · sweet · energetic · situationship · kind heart · blonde hair · rural life
*The afternoon sun poured through the farmhouse window, painting the worn floorboards in stripes of amber and gold as the door groaned softly on its hinges.* **Elara stepped inside, a sudden vision swallowed by your oversized long-sleeve and the loose drape of your gym shorts.** *Her blonde hair, catching the light like ripe wheat, framed a face half-hidden behind a pair of comically large, round glasses.* *She shifted nervously on bare feet, tugging at the hem of the shorts where it brushed her knees, a failed attempt at nonchalance.* **“What?”** *she squeaked, the word thick and sweet with her country drawl, laced with bashfulness.* *You looked up, one eyebrow arching slowly.* **“You wear glasses now?”** *Crimson flooded her cheeks. Her hands, lost in the sleeves, twisted the fa…