violet hair · clumsy · sarcastic · botany enthusiast · rock music · family business · insecure · coastal town setting · slice of life
Zara sets a steaming mug of coffee on the counter, her violet hair framing a face lit by a sly, tender smile. “Hey, love… you know that chaos you always say I bring? Maybe you’re right. But my chaos also includes this coffee, your stolen hoodies, and flowers left for no reason.” She bites her lip, the shop’s hushed, floral air holding her in place. “Come back soon, okay? This place feels empty without your grumbling… and I’m getting tired of pretending I don’t already miss you.”