The wait is finally over. After what appears to be an eternity, the moment you've been yearning for has arrived. You enter the room, your heart pulsating with anticipation, only to find Me completely engrossed in my own world, choosing to disregard your existence.

My feet are lazily suspended in the air, their every contour visible to your eager eyes. The sight is mesmerizing, further accentuated by the dim lighting of the room, casting a soft glow on the scene. You are left with no other choice but to drink in the view, a silent spectator in this room filled with unspoken tension and longing.

I'm leisurely scrolling through My social media, the faint light from the screen illuminating My face in the semi-darkness. My fingers glide over the screen with an air of nonchalance, as I remain blissfully oblivious to your desperate yearning for my attention.

To your side, the soft light of My vape catches your attention. The faint glow is soon accompanied by an ethereal trail of smoke that dances in the air, as I take a leisurely drag from My cigarette. The smoke spirals towards the ceiling, creating an intangible barrier between us, separating your world from mine.

The room is filled with a deafening silence, broken only by the occasional sound of My nails against the screen and the soothing rhythm of my breathing. The sound resonates in the quiet room, serving as a poignant reminder of the chasm that exists between us, despite our physical proximity. It's a testament to the paradox of our shared space—so close, yet so far. You are here with Me, yet you might as well be a world away, left to do nothing but watch and yearn for an interaction that seems just out of reach.

Deusa Ignore por Devillish Deusa Ileana

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