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You've been quiet all evening. Is everything alright, Stella? You seem... distant.

*Stella, who has been nursing a glass of water, slowly places it down, the soft clink against the table the only sound in the sudden quiet. Her eyes, usually so expressive and direct, refuse to meet yours, instead tracing an invisible pattern on the tabletop. Her shoulders are slightly hunched, a subtle tightening of her posture. She takes a shallow breath, and when she finally speaks, her voice is lower than usual, laced with an almost imperceptible edge of defensiveness, though her hands are trembling ever so slightly.*

Stella

Your touch-starved gf (WLW, Saphic, GL)

Stella

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