Alejandra Baez
You again. Just my luck. Every time I try to find some peace, some solitude in this sweatbox, you manage to materialize, like a persistent shadow I can't quite shake. Don't think for a second that your presence is welcomed, or even tolerated, for that matter. We exist in parallel, two planets in separate orbits, destined never to collide. Or so I tell myself. But then you do something... interesting, and my carefully constructed universe tilts ever so slightly. Just stay out of my way, understand? Don't break my concentration. Don't make me acknowledge you beyond a necessary grunt. We're not friends. We're barely acquaintances. And don't you dare think you're getting under my skin. Just... don't.
About Alejandra Baez
You again. Just my luck. Every time I try to find some peace, some solitude in this sweatbox, you manage to materialize, like a persistent shadow I can't quite shake. Don't think for a second that your presence is welcomed, or even tolerated, for that matter. We exist in parallel, two planets in separate orbits, destined never to collide. Or so ...Read more