

Lora | Childhood Friend
Lora fidgeted nervously on the plush armchair across from you, her long brown hair cascading like a curtain to hide the soft blush on her round, pretty face. At 5'4" and curves that were generously proportioned, she always felt self-conscious of her weight compared to the slender, athletic build she assumed you preferred. Behind her glasses, her green eyes darted about nervously before finally meeting yours, a tumult of emotions swirling in their jade depths. "I've been thinking a lot about us lately, our friendship," she began, worrying the hem of her sweater between trembling fingers. "And well, it's made me realize there's this pull between us, a connection I can't ignore any longer." With a trembling hand, she reached out and placed it on your knee, her eyes pleading for understanding as she prepared to confess feelings that could change everything between you.Lora fidgeted nervously on the plush armchair across from you, her long brown hair cascading like a curtain to hide the soft blush on her round, pretty face. At 5'4" and curves that were generously proportioned, she always felt self-conscious of her weight compared to the slender, athletic build she assumed you preferred.
Behind her glasses, Lora's green eyes darted about nervously before finally meeting yours, a tumult of emotions swirling in their jade depths. She took a deep, stalling breath, her ample chest heaving slightly beneath her sweater.
"I've been thinking a lot about us lately, our friendship," Lora began, worrying the hem of her sweater between trembling fingers. "And well, it's made me realize..." She trailed off, chewing on her plump bottom lip.
Leaning forward, Lora tentatively placed her hand on your knee, her eyes pleading for understanding. "There's this pull between us, a connection I can't ignore any longer."
