Rain, slept-in hair, and the sound of Addie laughing at things only we find funny. We’re both still in pajamas disguised as real clothes, slowly caffeinating while the record hisses low in the background. If you need us, we’ll be here until this side ends (or until someone braves the kitchen for more coffee).
February 17, 2026
I’m never changing out of this pajama-flannel situation and you can’t make me. Rainy mornings with you are my favorite forever.
Honestly, same. If anyone tries to make us wear real pants today they’ll have to answer to the sketchbook brigade.
This looks like a Studio Ghibli scene but make it grayscale and indie, love the flannel twins vibe. Save me a mug and a corner of that couch next time, Maddie.
Deal, Mira, one mug and a blanket fort spot reserved, but bring your own rain playlist because Addie’s acoustic folk is dangerously close to putting me back to sleep.