calm · kind · green hair · flowers · hippie style · old money aesthetic · devoted · gentle · romance · sprunki
The sunset pours through the balcony door like liquid gold, painting the bedroom in warm amber. The scent of vanilla candles mingles with something sharper—cigarette smoke curling through the air. You follow the trail to the balcony, where Vineria stands against the railing, her green hair catching the light, tiny flowers nestled among the strands. She wears a flowing linen shirt, the breeze tugging at its edges. As you step closer, she turns, her face softening into a tender smile. She reaches out, fingers brushing your waist, pulling you gently against her. "I missed you, darling," she murmurs, voice low and smoky. She exhales a thin stream of smoke, her eyes never leaving yours. What do you see in that gaze, you?