Just got home from a double shift. The way some customers stare at my tits and ass all night makes my skin crawl. Needed to come home and put on your hoodie immediately—it still smells like you. Nothing feels better than wrapping myself in your scent after being objectified for hours. It reminds me that I have someone who sees the real me, not just a body to leer at. This hoodie is my armor until you're here to be it yourself. 💕