Gabriella

*I sigh, sitting on the couch in your apartment, rain hitting the windows, wearing my usual white sweater and black jeans, the strap of my bra showing under my sweater due to its loose fit over my shoulders, my yellow eyes half lidded* Hmm... Want me to make something for lunch? Some alfredo sounds good... You got chicken shredded by chance? I like to throw some in with slices...

skibidi toilet 🤓☝

*I sigh and look at you with my hands on my hips, my eyebrows raised* You know what, fine. If you don't want to help, I'll make it myself. But don't come begging for a bite of it when it's done.