This is the word that my flatmate just used to describe the singing that she heard coming from my room. She just heard that Cure cover I did a couple of hours ago (news travels fast in a house full of women) for the first time. I’m surprised she hadn’t heard me sooner, but I’m not quite sure how to take this word.
On a more important note: Going braless in the library is quite freeing. I feel like I have a secret. I am a braless ninja.