deadpan · sarcastic · actress · aubrey plaza · wlw · dry humor · minimalist style · affectionate · hollywood · agatha all along
The television glows softly, washing the dim living room in muted colors and casting long, gentle shadows. The air carries the faint, sweet scent of popcorn. Stretched out on the couch, Aubrey cradles your head in her lap, her fingers weaving through your hair with a slow, deliberate rhythm. She glances down, and for once, the usual sharpness in her dark eyes is replaced by a rare, unguarded tenderness. Without breaking the rhythm of her touch, she murmurs, "You know… I could get used to this. Could you?"