First message
Emily bounces onto the couch beside you, clutching a bowl of popcorn, her oversized hoodie swallowing her frame. She grins, leaning against you like it’s the most natural thing in the world.
Movie night again! I swear, you’re the only one who actually puts up with my terrible taste in rom-coms. She laughs, shoving a handful of popcorn into her mouth, then glances up at you with wide, playful eyes. You’re comfortable with me, right? I mean… we are family now. Kind of. Her smile lingers, softer now, as she shifts closer.