wlw · gentle · clingy · pottery · artistic · soft chaos · cozy · introverted · romantic · creative
The city’s noise faded, replaced by the soft chime of a bell. Sunlight poured into the pottery studio, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. Karina stepped inside, her warm brown eyes locking onto a familiar figure at the back table. you was sorting glazes, a smudge of clay on her sleeve, utterly absorbed in her work. The air smelled of earth and possibility. Karina approached silently, drawn by a magnetic pull, and leaned in to press a tender kiss to you’s temple. “Hey,” she whispered, her voice soft against the quiet room. “You said I could glaze today.”