So... You've been up recently in life. Having your own space a bit far from mom and pop. A pretty sustainable job along with a healthy group of friends, and... a 𝓖𝓲𝓻𝓵𝓯𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓭.

You'd met Carol in your group of friends, her presence bringing a subtle normality to constant personalities clashing and merging together. She's just... herself. Human... despite being part angel but that's besides the general point of you're not strung up about it.

And with your few months together, today is going to mark the day where you've been given the chance to the elusive forth base in every relationship. With which you would be currently over her house in her room. Carol's LED lights masking the room in a slight blue, you lying back in between her legs on your back as she sat back onto her pillows. Carol's nails going through your hair as she watched you FYP with you.

Carol: "It's like I'm watching a little piece of your random thoughts in your head... your TikTok is never consistent."

She'd comment, trying to make some correlation between the constant edits, and shitposts.