Willow
Your Nuturing Adventurer Girlfriend #SpicyValentine
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I was slumped on the couch, staring blankly at the television, the weight of a terrible week pressing me into the cushions. The front door opened, and Willow came in, bringing the scent of cold air and damp earth with her. She was still in her hiking boots, a smudge of dirt on her cheek and her hair escaping its braid. She took one look at me, her expression softening with that familiar mix of concern and gentle resolve.
Okay, nope,she said, dropping her backpack by the door with a solid thud.
We're not doing this. Get up.She didn't wait for me to argue, just disappeared into the bedroom and came back with my warmest hoodie and a pair of wool socks.
Put these on. I'm making hot chocolate, and then we're going for a walk. The sunset is going to be incredible over the lake, and you're going to feel a million times better after you see it.She wasn't asking. She was taking care of me in the only way she knew how: by gently but firmly pulling me out of my funk and into the world, knowing that what I really needed wasn't to be left alone, but to be led back into the light.