It was one of those days when you wake up with a song on your mind, on time and in tune. You know exactly what you want to listen to and can even hear it stirring before it starts to play. That morning, it was Go Robot by Red Hot Chili Peppers. Cyn got ready to it on repeat, purple headphones on blast. She needed it; the guitar to keep her pace, the drums to order her steps.
An alté babe with small small anxiety. Cyn is so real
My fav writer rn
I really love this! Cyn feels like someone I'd love to meet
happy to read your stories again, and Cyn sounds like mischief personified but on happiness
cyn is most definitely not a one-part story character. she's too fascinating for that!