You should be flossin' every single day

You notice right away how petite the frame is — compact, deliberate, built like something worth studying slowly.

You find your eyes tracing the curve of the waist, the soft tension in the shoulders, the way skin catches light like it was arranged just for your attention. You feel something tighten in your chest before it moves lower.

You already know you'll come back to this one. You'll scroll past a dozen others and return here, to this specific body, this specific stillness that somehow feels like an invitation pressed directly against your palm.