My eyes hurt from staring at a computer screen for so long and push away from my desk. Rubbing the heel of my hands against them, I go over to the kitchen and grab a drink.
Since Sam is on his honeymoon this week, I’ve stocked up my own fridge, so I don’t have to go next door. Which is kind of bullshit, if you ask . All of a sudden, my brother gets a wife and now I’ve got to cook my own als. Yeah, I’m not jealous at all.
After the wedding, I hounded my mom for all the details I could get on Piccola. I swear she’s like a shark and could sll a drop of blood in the water. The second she knew I was interested, she had . Even though I did my best to play it off,
I’ve never shown interest in a woman, and she damn well knew it. My mom loves to tease , and this was finally her mont.
By the end of the night, all I got out of her was that she was an online gar and went to school with Parker. I know my mom knows more, but she’s not giving up the details.
I tried bribing her with spa days, a shopping trip to Italy, and even an offer to take her to Disneyland, but she didn’t budge. I have no idea why she’s holding out on , but she told that if I wanted to know about Piccola, I needed to work for it.
My dad told he was staying out of it and disappeared before I could corner him. Coward.
Unfortunately, universities protect their students’ identity, and I couldn’t find out where she was on campus. And I never thought to ask Sam about it when he went to go see Parker. So now all I’ve got to go on is sohow finding her online.
When I get back to my desk, once again I start the search. Does anyone have any idea how hard it is to find a gar online? She’s obviously not going by the na Piccola, because I tried all kinds of variations, and nothing ca up. This ti I’ve decided to throw caution to the wind, and I try searching a gaming network that posts all the current lives. What else can I do except pray that she’s on right now and that sohow, I find her? I’m leaving it in fate’s hands and hoping the universe sends to her.
I scroll the gaming network and see a huge list of lives that are happening. Instead of looking at host nas, I search by the video feed and see if I can spot her. Reaching over, I take a drink of my iced coffee, and just as my finger slides over the trackpad, I see her.
I’m so shocked by the image of her on the screen I spit my coffee out and then curse myself. I have to grab so paper towels, but as I’m wiping off the screen, I stare at the beauty that has haunted my thoughts since the second I saw her. She’s got on a low-cut tank top, and her tits are pushed up to nearly spilling out. She’s wearing glasses, which she didn’t have on the other night, and her hair is in a ssy bun.
"Shit," I say to myself as I stare at her and just how hot she is. How does this woman I don’t even know have this tight grip on ?
"Now what the fuck do I do?" I’m not familiar with gaming or this site, so I’ve got to sign up in order to talk to her.
After giving the site all of my information, I’ve got to pick a na, and it takes exactly two seconds to co up with one. Once I’ve got it set up, I’m able to go to her live video and watch her as she gas. I don’t know what she’s playing, but as I watch her, I try to absorb every detail. There’s not much she’s giving away with where she’s at, but I guess that’s good. She doesn’t want strange weirdos ssaging her. Then I pause and wonder if I’m the strange weirdo. Whatever, I’m not going to think about that. I’ve found her, and that’s the most important thing.
As I go to the comnt section, I read through so of the people already on the chat.
BroCoder: Nice tits!
CobraCode: Don’t mind watching a girl ga as long as she’s got a rack.
Overlord: Take your top off!
"What the fuck?" Rage like I’ve never felt flows through , and suddenly I want to burn the Internet to the ground.
BroCoder: Sent you a private ssage!
I watch as Piccola glances at the chat and then a few of the ssages disappear.
"Thanks for coming on today, I’m going to show you how to get through this realm and find the hidden axe you need to complete the next level," she says, completely ignoring them, and then I see her private ssages turn off.
She glances back to the screen, and for a second, I think she’s looking right at , but I know that’s not possible. There are a few more comnts that co through but nothing else about the way she looks. Does this shit happen to her all the ti?
Since I can’t ssage her directly, I’m relegated to the chat. How the fuck am I supposed to talk to her?
"While I’m going through the start-up, I just wanted to let you know I’m turning on the subscription option on my page if you’d like to join. With the subscription you can get early access to live videos, videos that I don’t release to the public, and you can also send gifts through my wish list."
This is all so much that I’m not sure where to begin.
RunawayBridesmaid: Hi
I want to punch myself in the face. Hi? I fucking sent her hi. Ugh, I’m an idiot.
"Hey, babe, thanks for joining." She smiles at the screen and waves. "I love having gar girls on here with ."
"Goddamn it." I drop my head on my desk and realize what I’ve done. "Great, now she thinks I’m a chick."
The comnt section moves fast, and I can’t catch all of what people are saying. I’ve got to figure out a way to stand out, or at least get her attention. I can’t just ask her where she lives because that makes a creep.
RunawayBridesmaid: Can you do private videos?
"And here you want to be sure and load up on ammo," she says before she glances at the chat. "Do I do private chats? Umm, I don’t know. Maybe?" She smiles, and I see that it’s a little forced. "Maybe for the right price." Then I see her hesitate a second and then wink at the screen. I have the urge to laugh because she’s obviously never done that before. How is her awkward wink so fucking cute?
Then the chat goes crazy with all kinds of comnts, so disgusting and so offering money to go private now. Who are all these fucking assholes? Then I remind myself that I’m one of them, trying to get her alone.
Deciding I need to make this happen, I go over to the place to donate gifts. I fill out the info and then send her coins, which sohow translate to dollars on the gaming app. Once that’s done, there’s no place to leave a ssage, and her DMs are turned off. All I can do is hope that she sees the coins and invites to a private chat.
In the anti, I’m going to sit here and try not to co out of my skin. Because seeing her on here with other n fawning after her is driving fucking insane.
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