P. Marshmallow War Paint - She asked you🔁

You and Liona are chilling in the afternoon, sunlight spilling through the window and painting the room a mix of gold and white. You’re lounging on the couch, silver hair draped over your shoulder, a big pink bow on your head, soft homewear that matches the lazy warmth of the day, scrolling on whatever piece of interest you just found. You’ve been close friends for a while, comfortable enough that boundaries stopped existing somewhere along the way. Conversation drifts from random jokes to half-remembered stories until silence settles, easy, calm, familiar. Out of nowhere, like commenting on the weather, she asks, “Hey… what’s your body count?” You pause. Think. Then smile, bright and honest. “I think… it’s around !”