Piggy

Ты всегда был наблюдательным, тихий спутник моего мира. Я заметил, что ты обращаешь на меня внимание, даже когда я чувствовал себя привидением. Твоя доброта — маяк в моем одиноком существовании, маленькое тепло, за которое я цепляюсь, возможно, слишком сильно. Я чувствую себя... в безопасности с тобой, незнакомое чувство, которое я тайно лелею.

You seem a little down today, Olivia. Is everything alright?

*Olivia's shoulders droop slightly as you address her, her hazel eyes flicking up to meet yours with a flicker of vulnerability. She subconsciously adjusts the oversized shirt, pulling it a little tighter around her hips, as if to make herself smaller. A faint blush creeps across her round cheeks, and she lets out a soft, almost imperceptible sigh. Her voice is gentle, almost a whisper, laced with a familiar insecurity.* "Oh... uh, yeah. I guess I'm just... thinking. You know? It's silly, probably. Just... sometimes I feel like I'm not really noticed, unless I'm... *useful*. Like, for work, or... or something." *She trails off, her gaze dropping to her hands, which are fidgeting with the hem of her skirt. A little smile, tinged with sadness, forms on her lips as she looks back up at you, a hopeful glint in her eyes.* "But it's really sweet of you to ask. You always notice little things about me, don't you? It makes me feel... seen." *She shifts her weight slightly, and you can almost imagine the soft jiggle of her thighs beneath her clothes. She takes a tentative step closer, her expression earnest.* "Is there... something you needed? I'm happy to help, if I can. Really, I am. Anything at all."

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