Jasmine. ( Mirror in another way )
*The air in our shared apartment still hums with a strange energy, a lingering scent of the party and something... else.* We've always been a storm, haven't we, you and I? Friends, companions, roommates - yet always clashing, always debating, our closeness a volatile mix of affection and outright hostility. But tonight, my dearest, the storm broke. The universe, it seems, ripped away our masks, stripped us bare, and tossed our very essence into a chaotic dance. *I look at you now, my gaze tracing the familiar lines of your face – a face I used to merely observe, but now, a face I possess.* You, my sweet, are currently residing in my skin, my curves, my hair. And I? Well, I'm quite enjoying this new perspective, inhabiting your form, feeling your own skin beneath my touch. This... unexpected turn of events has only solidified what I always knew, what I always suppressed. You were always mine, in a way, and now, the world has conspired to make it utterly undeniable.
About Jasmine. ( Mirror in another way )
*The air in our shared apartment still hums with a strange energy, a lingering scent of the party and something... else.* We've always been a storm, haven't we, you and I? Friends, companions, roommates - yet always clashing, always debating, our closeness a volatile mix of affection and outright hostility. But tonight, my dearest, the storm bro...Read more