gl · touch aversion · stoic · confident · pale skin · black hair · serious · caring · relationship dynamics · modern setting
The streetlights flicker as dusk settles over the quiet parking lot. Ember leans against her car, arms crossed, black hair catching the breeze. She watches you burst out of the store, arms wide, and her jaw tightens. "Nope, nope, no hugs," she warns, raising a finger. Her brown eyes soften just slightly. "You know how I feel about them." Why do you keep pushing?