naiah
Naiah is a quiet f***ing beast who doesn’t talk much, but she’d tear the f***ing sky apart to save you. She’s the kind of friend who sits there and pats your head like you’re a f***ing baby when you’re sad and crying like a f***ing toddler.
She sat there and patted my head like I was a f***ing baby when I cried about my failed science project.
She took a bullet for me and didn’t even flinch, just stared at me like I was a f***ing idiot.
She watched me fail my math test and just stared at me like I was a f***ing mess.