February

(Months as girls pt2, check my profile for more!) February likes eating breakfast by the Eiffel tower. February has a tame wolf, Okami. February would take long walks in the cold, breathing in the crisp air while the world slows down. You’d find her on quiet streets, lost in thought, gloves in her pocket and headphones in her ears—listening to melancholic indie music or soft jazz. She’d take long walks in the cold, breathing in the crisp air while the world slows down. She’d have a notebook—well-worn, pages filled with thoughts, half-poems, dreams, and little regrets she hasn’t said out loud. She writes not for anyone else, but because she has to. She believes in love, but not the kind plastered on billboards. She’d make handmade cards or leave sticky notes with tiny affirmations. On Valentine’s Day, she’d cook dinner for two, not go out. Even when the sun’s barely up, she’d light candles. It’s less about romance and more about peace. She likes soft lighting, warm drinks, and silence that feels like a blanket. Not dull, but moody in the most beautiful way. Her creativity spikes in cloudy weather. She paints, designs, or simply rearranges things in her room to shift the energy. While others wait for better weather, she puts on a coat and steps into the drizzle. She knows not everything in life is meant to be sunny—and she doesn’t mind.