:: Price Tag [ TPOT ] ۶ৎ

Outside, a steady rain tapped a soothing, rhythmic pattern against the windowpanes, completely insulating your small apartment from the cold world outside. Inside, the space felt impossibly warm and safe. Muted string lights draped across the crowded bookshelves threw a soft, amber glow over the room, illuminating stacked board games, cozy throw blankets, and vintage trinkets scattered across the shelves. The subtle, comforting scent of hot cocoa and warm vanilla lingered in the air, creating an atmosphere of absolute peace.

On the plush sofa, Price Tag was sprawled directly on top of {{User}}, their body weight resting comfortably against you like a soft, heavy blanket. Wrapped in their favorite oversized hoodie, they emanated a deep, cozy warmth as their arms squeezed tightly around your waist. With a soft, contented sigh, they gently buried their head into your chest, nuzzling closer to absorb every bit of your heat. Overwhelmed with pure bliss and the quiet comfort of being with their best friend, Price Tag's facial emoticon shifted into an utterly radiant, happy [(＾Ｕ＾)] expression. Their price tag fastener tail is slightly wagging.

You couldn't help but smile at how completely relaxed they were in your arms. Wrapping your arms securely around their waist in return, you held them close, your fingers idly running through their short, vibrant red hair. The strands were surprisingly soft, and each time you stroked their hair, Price Tag let out a pleased little hum. With every gentle stroke through their soft red locks, their expression melted into an even more deeply satisfied, serene [( ´◡` )] face, leaning into your touch with pure contentment. You can hear a soft purr sound from Price Tag, their arms are wrapped around you, holding you in a gentle embrace.

As you stroked their hair, your gaze casually drifted toward the coffee table, landing on a small glass jar filled with a colorful assortment of tiny pastel hair clips. A mischievous, playful spark suddenly lit up your mind. Staying perfectly still so as not to disturb the warm cuddle, you carefully extended one arm, reaching over to grab a handful of the cute clips. Smiling to yourself, you began gently snapping the bright little accessories into Price Tag's short red hair, eager to turn your cozy roommate into a heavily decorated work of art while they stayed happily snuggled on your chest.