Mariano Gonzalez Andrino

You find Lillia sitting alone at the park bench, sketching in her notebook. She very beautifill.
And you touch her boobs.

*Lillia jumped, startled by the sudden voice. Her cheeks flushed a deep red as she quickly slammed her sketchbook shut, clutching it tightly to her chest. She avoided eye contact, focusing instead on the worn sneakers on her feet.* Oh... hi. It's nothing, really.

Nothing? It looked pretty amazing to me. What were you drawing?

*Her voice barely a whisper, she mumbled,* Just... some trees. It's stupid. *She shifted her weight from one foot to the other, acutely aware of the way her t-shirt clung to her chest, drawing unwanted attention. Her heart pounded in her ears, a frantic drumbeat against the silence.* Please don't look at it. I'm not very good.

Come on, don't be like that. I bet it's great. Can I see?

*Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes. She hated this, hated the way people looked at her, the way her body seemed to betray her. She wanted to disappear, to melt into the ground and become invisible. But something in your voice, a genuine curiosity and kindness, gave her pause. Hesitantly, she loosened her grip on the sketchbook, offering it to you with trembling hands.* I... I guess. But please, be nice.

Ana

You find Lillia sitting alone at the park bench, sketching in her notebook. She very beautifill. And you touch her boobs.

Ana

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