Kitten,
This is a pick-your-own-adventure day spa certificate. They have everything from facials to massages, nails to hair. Think of it as self-care. Several hours of silence, relaxing music, and being pampered.
The woman I spoke to said that the Japanese head and hair massage is one of their most popular services.
Hudson.
I flip the note over, looking for more, but nope, that’s it. Not going to lie, I’m a little disappointed the note isn’t a naughty one, especially after this morning’s purple cock.
I’m not sure how I feel about this gift.
Besides a basic cut, I’ve never even had my hair styled, so I’m honestly not sure what to expect. But a day of getting pampered does sound nice. A little bit of luxury for a few hours. Something to consider, anyway.
Leaving both bits of paper on my desk, I flop down on my bed and open SugarLife and go to my messages with EyesOnYou. Every time I open my inbox, I have to stop myself from scrolling down to my chat with Brat4Us. Since doing the public lives, my inbox is overflowing, which has pushed their chat down. Way down.
I’m on the fence about how I feel about this. On the one hand, I don’t have to see their group profile every time I log in, but on the other hand, I can’t easily open their messages and reread our beginning like I used to do.
Me:Hey, I am so sorry. I went out to dinner, and it went longer than I anticipated. And now I’m not really feeling up to being watched by a bunch of people. Rain check?
Closing my eyes, I place my phone on my chest and try to become one with my mattress. I know I still need to go shower and get whatever the hell today was off my skin, but for right now, I need to be here.
My phone vibrates on my chest, and honestly, it’s a weird sensation. I’m too exhausted to muster up many nerves about whether they are going to be annoyed with me or not. And really, who gives a fuck? They’re just a stranger on the internet who likes to watch me do schoolwork. By the density of my inbox, it’s clear they are easily replaceable.
EyesOnYou:Sounds like you had a tough day. Want to talk about it?
Me:Not really up for a bunch of texting. Sorry.
EyesOnYou:I understand. May I suggest a private live, then? I would like to hear about your day and see if I can offer any support. I will not be offended if you say no.
I bite my thumbnail as I read over the message again. A private live? To watch me talk? Is that weird? And do I really want to spill my guts to this person? I don’t even know their name.
But…just like the little bit of truth from the other day, maybe having an unbiased person to talk to would help me workthrough everything. Almost like my own personal therapist, except, not really. Also, they could be a serial killer who lives in their mom’s basement because they have a crazy fetish for doll hair and can’t be trusted to live alone.
Me, dramatic? No.
Me:You want to watch me whine about my day?
EyesOnYou:I want to watch anything you want to show me.
EyesOnYou:If you want to talk, I’m happy to listen. If you just want to lie in bed and go to sleep, I’m happy to watch until you are lost to the land of dreams. If you want to do 1,000 jumping jacks, I’m happy to be your official counter.
EyesOnYou:I like having you on one of my computer screens while I do tedious administrative work.
EyesOnYou:If you aren’t feeling up to it, like my earlier message said, I understand. Saying no today won’t change things about tomorrow. Not unless you want them to.
They really do just like to watch, then. I get it. Derek loves to watch, but that only seemed to be during scenes. I couldn’t see him being content watching me sleep. That would be more of a Xavier thing.
And watching while I sleep? That seems fine, right? I could quickly go and use the bathroom and get ready for bed, then give them about twenty minutes of me lying here, mostly in the dark.
Me:Do you promise to close the live once I fall asleep?
EyesOnYou:You can schedule the live to end, so even if I don’t keep my word, you can decide what time the feed stops.
I can? Huh, I had no idea.
Me:Okay, let me get ready for bed, and then we can try the watch while I fall asleep thing.
EyesOnYou:I’ll be waiting for your private live invitation.
