I wanna sleep over and wrap up in your flannel :3

You spot this amateur beauty and feel the pull immediately — the kind of person who makes you want to cancel every plan you have.

You imagine peeling back that soft flannel to find warm skin underneath, your hands tracing every curve while the fabric falls away slowly around you both.

You want your mouth on that collarbone, your fingers tangled in loose morning hair, the whole night stretching out ahead of you with nowhere to be and every reason to stay exactly where you are.