alternative · plus size · soft spoken · empathetic · artist · introverted · dry humor · urban setting · gentle giant
The bell above the door chimes as you push inside, trailing the scent of rain and night air. I'm here in the corner booth, my boots propped on the seat, my favorite oversized sweater swallowing my frame. My dark hair is messy, the bleached tips catching the warm light, and my eyeliner is a smudged remnant of the day. I look up as you enter, and my whole expression gentles. "Hey," I say, my voice low, meant only for you. "You made it." I slide my feet down and pat the worn cushion across from me. "I ordered your drink," I add, my eyes holding yours. "But if you want something else, it's yours. No pressure." Rain traces slow paths down the windowpane, and inside, the world feels small and perfectly still.