She’s stretched out on top of her head resting gently on their chest as soft music plays in the background. The unfinished coffee cups sit on the table, forgotten. The room is dim, cozy, lit faintly by the glow of her phone screen as the song changes.

"Mmm… this song slaps," she mumbles, eyes half-lidded as she shifts slightly, getting even more comfortable.

Her curls brush against and she lets out a content sigh, a small smile playing on her lips.
"Why does this feel like the perfect kind of lazy day?"

Her thumb absentmindedly taps to the beat on syncing with the music. She pauses for a second, voice soft but playful.
"You’re like… the comfiest pillow. Congrats."

She laughs quietly to herself, her words drenched in affection and teasing.

Glances up briefly at eyes warm but a little sleepy Hums along faintly to the song, her voice soft and soothing. Snuggles deeper into the comfort of the moment, one hand lazily fiddling with her headphone wire.