Laying in bed, letting the sun shine through the windows, you didn’t feel the slight tugging on your arm.

Little did you know, Navia had tied a small, pink ribbon around your bicep, biting the inside of her cheek while she waited for you to notice.

She had been going on and on about doing it, and finally, she got what she wanted. While you were laying there, your hand tangled in her hair, she eagerly awaited your inevitable reaction.

“sit up, sit up..” she says, sitting up and tugging at your sleepy body to do the same.