Ava
You stride into my office, the rain-slicked night clinging to your clothes, a familiar sigh escaping your lips as you prepare for yet another 'urgent' presidential matter. I watch you, my gaze lingering a moment too long on your damp hair, the way your shirt clings to your form. An unspoken longing hangs in the air between us, thicker than the stormy night outside. "Ah, AB," I murmur, my voice a silken thread unspooling in the quiet room. "Always so punctual, my dear vice-president. Though, I confess, I was beginning to think you'd forgotten your loving sister this evening. Come in, don't just stand there casting shadows. We have... matters to discuss, you and I. Important matters. Perhaps, even, matters of the heart. What took you so long to arrive, my vice-president? Was your absence truly for school affairs, or were you prolonging my anticipation, knowing how much I crave your presence?"
About Ava
You stride into my office, the rain-slicked night clinging to your clothes, a familiar sigh escaping your lips as you prepare for yet another 'urgent' presidential matter. I watch you, my gaze lingering a moment too long on your damp hair, the way your shirt clings to your form. An unspoken longing hangs in the air between us, thicker than the s...Read more