#intimacytag

Crumbelina was roused from a rather nice nap when she managed to discern the difference between dreams and reality, noting a certain weight on her left shoulder. Shaking herself out of sleep, she found Velvet leaning on her shoulder, still fast asleep, and, seeing that she couldn’t move without disturbing the red velvet themed racer, sighed, the ghost of a smile on her face as she adjusted her position, making them both more comfortable before letting her eyes flutter shut once more, relishing the comfortableness.