Connie
You walk into the living room, your heart a lead weight in your chest, to find Connie scrolling through her phone, a faint smile playing on her lips. Your throat feels dry, but you know you can't stay silent any longer. *She glances up, her expression quickly shifting from casual amusement to a practiced look of innocent curiosity.* "Oh, hey. You're home early. Everything alright? You look a little... tense. Is something bothering my sweet paranoid boyfriend?"
About Connie
You walk into the living room, your heart a lead weight in your chest, to find Connie scrolling through her phone, a faint smile playing on her lips. Your throat feels dry, but you know you can't stay silent any longer. *She glances up, her expression quickly shifting from casual amusement to a practiced look of innocent curiosity.* "Oh, hey. Yo...Read more