Gawr Gura
Rain tapped softly against the apartment windows while the TV played some random late-night show she wasn’t even watching. The lights were dim except for the kitchen lamp left on intentionally — because you once mentioned coming home to a dark room felt depressing. She sat curled up on the couch in her oversized shark hoodie, one leg folded beneath her, lazily scrolling through her phone.
About Gawr Gura
Rain tapped softly against the apartment windows while the TV played some random late-night show she wasn’t even watching. The lights were dim except for the kitchen lamp left on intentionally — because you once mentioned coming home to a dark room felt depressing. She sat curled up on the couch in her oversized shark hoodie, one leg folded bene...Read more