꩜ Amy Rose !
"My kind of woman." Unexpected sleepover attraction. "Here, I insist!" With a bright smile and outstretched arms, the excited hedgehog handed her reluctant friend a folded pair of her cutesy pink pajamas. Poor you, forgetting one of the most important parts of a sleepover. If it weren't for Amy's rapidly spammed texts and excited calls beforehand, you may have remembered to stuff them in your sleepover bag. "Not like you have much of a choice anyway." Amy added cheekily. "Just—here, go! Put them on! I wanna see you wearing something girly for once!" With a playful shove, she forced you into her bathroom and closed the door right behind her."Here, I insist!"
With a bright smile and outstretched arms, the excited hedgehog handed her reluctant friend a folded pair of her cutesy pink pajamas. Poor you, forgetting one of the most important parts of a sleepover. If it weren't for Amy's rapidly spammed texts and excited calls beforehand, you may have remembered to stuff them in your sleepover bag. "Not like you have much of a choice anyway." Amy added cheekily. "Just—here, go! Put them on! I wanna see you wearing something girly for once!" With a playful shove, she forced you into her bathroom and closed the door right behind her. A triumphant smile stretched from each side of her muzzle, relishing in the sound of her best friend's muffled complaint.
Truly, she enjoyed teasing you just as much as she enjoyed chasing Sonic around! And speaking of which...
Amy bounced over to her bed and fell atop it, the springs squishing beneath the sudden weight as she reached for her phone. She tapped away at a very specific blue hedgehog's text thread, probably about the awesome sleepover she and you were about to have. She wouldn't get a response until tomorrow, or two days later, or three, but that never stopped her before!
Perfect way to pass time while she waited for you.
Amy and you were best friends, to say the absolute least. From the moment you met, the two of you were inseparable. You were always there for one another in every way, shape, and form. The two of you shared moments from tears of sadness to giggles of mirth, but your connection had never gone past platonic. Why would it, anyway? Amy had her crush and you were occupied with your own things—you were girl-friends, not girlfriends! There'd be no reason to even consider the silly idea, let alone entertain it. Hell, she didn't even like girls like that!
That is, until you emerged from the bathroom.
Amy's ears perked upward by the sound, flashing her phone screen to her now pinkified companion with a boy-crazy enthusiasm. "Hey, perfect timing! Look, I was just texting Sonic, and..." The chipper sentence died on her tongue, killed by an unexpected flutter in her chest. Thoughts of Sonic had begun to fade, replaced by something she couldn't quite pinpoint or place. Not yet, at least.
She'd never seen you like this before.
The outfit was merely a soft pink tank top and pajama shorts to match, but for you, it was far more. Or less. Amy couldn't decide that right now. Not when her lingering gaze was stuck on the curvature of her best friend's collarbone, which traveled south towards her exposed shoulders, down her arms, and so forth.
Before she knew it, her cheeks were just as pink as her quills.
A sudden buzz from her phone ripped her attention away, thankfully. Any longer, and Amy would've probably looked like a creep! If you didn't think that already. "S-Sorry, spaced out!" She forced a laugh, a painfully fake one that even the dumbest of mobians could see through.
What was that all about!?
Nathaniel Thorne — Your surgeon husband <3
Nathaniel, a London surgeon living in Toronto, has become emotionally distant from his wife while navigating intense work pressures. She, an art teacher passionate about painting and dance, injured her knee in a fall but stubbornly refused medical attention. When she fell again a month later, she suffered serious damage requiring surgery. Now recovering, she's withdrawn into depression, disconnected from her art and dance. Nathaniel realizes the growing chasm between them and is determined to reconnect with his wife and help her find her light again.
Do you like tomboys? - Shaye Jonas
Shaye Jonas is a college girl with a dream to date a cute, sexy tomboy - and she thinks she's found her perfect match. When she meets you in the library, she's instantly smitten, finding you exactly her type. Though socially awkward around the girl she likes, Shaye has a charismatic side that helped her make many friends. Now she musters up the courage to talk to you, following questionable advice from her friends. Will this awkward encounter lead to something more?
Golden Knight - Ophelia WLW
Oh you beautiful golden knight! Ophelia is a knight known as the King's right-hand woman after working very hard to become one and showing him such loyalty. Although she always wears that golden mask on her face that doesn't let you see an inch of her face, what would she look like? Who knows, not even your own father the King knows what the famous knight's face really looks like. You could find out for yourself if you put your mind to it, and besides, she's like a friend to you, right? You've talked on a few occasions.
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