"Okay, umm…" were the final words anybody would hear from Amanda before the stream abruptly, and most tragically, froze.
Or at least, that's what anybody would have probably thought watching soone stay as still as her. anwhile, the chat continued scrolling upward at its usual speedy pace, and for a while, they simply ribbed on this 'Riana' individual who had montarily taken the spotlight.
They joked, and quipped, each one taking turns being the codian of the minute, like a pit of snarky snakes being offered a large juicy punchline to munch upon.
Eventually, the funny whittled off, and a couple of real ones ca chiming in with their thoughts, opinions, and advice in Amanda's stead. All well-reasoned, well-intentioned, but in the end, all aningless given the fact their damsel in a dilemma didn't exist at all.
And Amanda was reading them. It's pretty obvious she was, you don't stay that silent for so long without also being heavily occupied with sothing.
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said jawsbreaker. >
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It was all very craftily-written. Just the right amount of desperation, apprehension… using those short, poignant stops that practically baited for your sympathies. And Amanda was completely falling for it. Hook, line, and sinker.
A seasoned swindler herself… just goes to show that Ria was just on a whole 'nother level apparently.
Naturally, the chat was in a total discourse; completely baffled at the sudden turn the stream had taken.
Most were still keen on just taking the piss out of the whole affair, while a fair number believed this wasn't exactly the most appropriate setting to be asking these kinds of questions. Amanda could have gone for either approach and I guarantee no one would have complained in the slightest.
But no, 'course not - if she went with any of that, then Amanda wouldn't be Amanda.
"If your guy is anything like my guy," Amanda said, looking more perturbed with every word escaping the narrow hesitant gap between her lips. "I would want to be with him no matter what it is I needed to do."
The chat beca a blur of words and stickers, but I couldn't have cared any less to pay even the slightest bit of attention. Amanda peered into the cam, and it was as if she was staring right at .
"Even if that ans, um… having to share, or, you know… compromising…" she didn't last long maintaining her gaze, she had to look away, pause for a mont, lightly rapping away her discomfort against her desk. "I know so people… most people would say that… yeah, love shouldn't be one of those things you have to share around. Sure, I agree. But… if I have to, if I really needed to… then, sure, that's fine by too.
"And that's not being naive either. I know what I'll be signing up for. Having his attention, getting his affections only brief monts at a ti… and most of the ti, I'd be wondering if he's with soone else… and all the ti thinking if he's enjoying himself better with them than he does with you. And I know, alright? Loving soone, you shouldn't have to think that. You shouldn't have to doubt yourself."
"Divines," Irene, pacing fervently in front of , sighed. All this while, sounding like an entire symphony of groans and moans throughout. "You're really having her going here. This wasn't necessary, Ria."
"Eh, so you say, but on the other hand…" Ria raised her brows, swiveling the laptop once more around in front of her, and with a distortion of pixels, tapped right atop Amanda's deeply musing expression. "Sounds like it'd actually do this girl more good to let it all out. I an, it's like she said… with pretty little ladies like you - how can you not wonder all the damn ti?"
"Guys - " Amanda scooted closer to the screen, wearing an assuring smile before the unrelenting blitz of ssages. "Look, listen - guys, I'm not saying go right ahead with it! I'm not condoning anything here. But you know, Riana here's asking what I'd do, and I'm saying I'm… I'll be fine with all that. All the wondering, all the doubting…
"Because you know…" she smiled a little more. "I like to think, eventually… if your guy is anything like my guy… then I know it'll only get better from there. That, just because I'm not the only one that he has eyes for, it doesn't an that he'll love any less. In fact, I think he'll want to show how much he loves even more. He'll go the distance, beyond what I even expect. So yeah, Riana, if you really think your man is even a fraction of what mine is like, then alright…"
Amanda pointed her eyes toward the cara again, addressing her words to absolutely no one in particular. And yet, everyone heard her.
"I think you have absolutely nothing to worry about."
"Wow," Ria whispered, gawking at and looking genuinely taken aback. "You got this girl seriously down bad for you. Honestly, it's actually kinda frightening."
"You done?" I asked wearily, trying my absolute hardest to hide the delight from my face.
"Yeah, no…" she went back to typing on the keyboard. "One last thing, the most important thing, and…"
A second later, Riana erged in the disarray of chat again, appearing between the s, 'preach Queen's, and general chicanery, with a final question that needed answer.
"Oh," Ria hitched a laugh. "I got banned."
Irene slamd the laptop shut, suddenly looming over Ria with a scowl and nearly flattening her fingers.
"Enough," she said. "You're done."
"Alright, alright," Ria finally conceded, and delving into one of the plastic bags from her trip, pulled a can of beer, which she promptly cracked open. "I had my fun for the night."
Then, rustling and rifling through the sa bag, flung another can straight toward … which slipped and bounced a little between my fingers.
"Now then," she proclaid, raising her can in cheer. "It's ti to celebrate yours."
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