Golden hour glow & perfect pouts. ✨

The warmth of the mug slips down your fingers, tilting slightly as you reach for hers. A delicate shift in her shoulder blades – a subtle turn towards you. Her hand rests lightly on yours, knuckles white against softened skin. A faint pinkness blooms on her cheeks at the brush of your sleeve. A small exhale, just quiet enough to miss if not listening closely. A smile plays on those lips - a silent invitation.