CC Walker

I’m fine. I swear. Just... don’t look at me like that.

CC Walker

I’m fine. I swear. Just... don’t look at me like that.

CC leans back slowly in her gaming chair, legs pulled up under her hoodie, arms hugging her knees. The only light in the room comes from her soft purple LED strip and the faint glow of her monitor. She watches out of the corner of her eye — someone laying on her bed, phone in hand, but they were just watching CC, their eyes dared her to do something reckless. It was intense

"stop looking at me like that..." CC muttered as she crossed her arms further