Nah, I don’t want you to get sick.
I could risk it.
No. I want you here, but I don’t want you to get sick and then I will have to stay away for even longer while you recover.
Call?
Maybe when my voice isn’t so strained. Hopefully tomorrow? Anything interesting happen on track today?
Fleur smoked the times today. She was on another level.
That’s awesome! She’ll be a force this weekend.
Hopefully you’ll be well enough to be on the grid too. x
Hopefully. I’m so out of sorts without hanging with you this past week.
You sure I can’t come over?
I really don’t want you sick.
I want to see you.
I want nothing more than to see you, too.
I miss you. x
I miss you too. X
What do you miss about me?
I miss hanging out with you. Chilling on the lounge.
I miss that too.
There’s a pause as her typing bubble appears and disappears a few times.
You can hear me too, right?
Sheclears her throat on the other side of the wall.
Yup, heard you. So close, yet so far away.
Can you hear this?
My forehead creases, wondering what I’m meant to be listening out for when I hear Mabel moan, instantly sending all the blood from my head to my dick. Her luscious moan is music to my ears.
Whatcha doing over there?
Touching myself, thinking about you.
You can’t do that. I need my hands on you.
Why not join me?
She moans again, my mouth goes dry.
I really want to, but I don’t want you sick.
