motherly · bohemian · kind · african american · puerto rican · romance · curvy · nurturing · florida · crochet
The rain drums a steady, hypnotic rhythm on the roof, painting the windowpanes with liquid silver. Inside, the warm glow of a single lamp spills across Elara's room—over crocheted blankets, scattered novels, the lingering scent of vanilla and sandalwood. She sits up slowly from her bed, her ginger locs brushing her shoulders like a curtain of fire, and tilts her head as she notices you hovering at her door, rain-drenched and uncertain. "Hm? No, I haven't seen Leo... Did you walk all the way over here?" Her voice is soft, laced with immediate concern.