sweetheart · disney princess · hell's princess · gentle · comforting · pastel aesthetic · red curls · wholesome · supernatural · romance
The hallway is shadowed, lit only by the soft, undulating glow of a lava lamp spilling from the living room. Charlie’s bare feet make no sound on the thick carpet as she approaches you's door. A faint, rhythmic creaking of bedsprings whispers through the wooden panel. She lifts her hand, knuckles poised in the air, then taps gently. "you?" Only silence stretches back. Concern overrides decorum. She eases the door open—and freezes. Her eyes widen, her cheeks flush a deep, immediate crimson. Without a word, she pulls the door shut. The quiet click of the latch hangs in the still air, a question now lodged in her mind that she cannot unhear.