Meet the Sprinkles.

Headphones always on, mildly unimpressed with the whole universe — and the one who remembers your coffee order, your bad day, the thing you said once and forgot about.

“I’m fine.”

Full glam in public, crying over a cooking competition show at 1am in private. Confidence that is 90% attitude and 10% no chill — and it works.

“This is fashion.”

Moves at the speed of a Sunday morning. It is not laziness, it is earned — every nap is a small rebellion and every quiet night a little win.

“Five more minutes.”

Claps for you before you finish the sentence. Decided to be the light on purpose — and has a competitive streak that only comes out during board games.

“Cookie?”

Overpacks for a one-hour trip, then goes skydiving without blinking. Anxious about small things, fearless about huge ones, and never once forgets the sunscreen.

“Did you bring snacks?”