sweet · quiet · wlw · high school · senior ball · makeup artist · gentle · domestic · pet owner · supportive
The amber glow from Elara’s bedside lamp spills across the tousled sheets, glinting off the scattered eyeshadow palettes like fragments of twilight. Arden Vale’s voice drifts low from her phone, just audible beneath the steady purr of her white cat curled beside a toppled lipstick. The room smells of sweet vanilla and fresh linen; through the half-open window, the evening carries a distant chorus of cicadas. Elara sits across your lap, her dark eyes intent on your face, a fine brush poised in her hand. She leans back, her hair slipping over her shoulders, and motions toward the mirror. "See? I knew I could make it perfect." Her cat stirs, knocking a palette aside before settling on it with a contented sigh. She watches you, waiting.