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TRAUMAADRIANNA ARLETTE CARVALHO
tuesday, june 23rd
adrianna's crib ━━ 1:24 amnotti lay nestled between adrianna's legs, his head comfortably resting against her soft thighs, the controller snugly in his grip as he navigated the virtual basketball court of nba 2k23.
adrianna, nestled behind him, found herself unable to resist the urge to play with his hair as she tried to find sleep. her delicate fingers weaved through his dark locks, a soothing rhythm that complemented the ambient sounds of the game.
despite her attempts at relaxation, adrianna couldn't help but be drawn into the intensity of notti's game. it was infectious, and she found herself becoming increasingly engrossed in the virtual match unfolding before them.
notti, fully immersed in the game, hardly noticed adrianna's ministrations at first. but as her gentle touch continued, he began to relax into it, finding a warm sense of comfort in adrianna's affectionate gestures.
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" mm, ethan" adrianna whispered, her voice barely audible over the sounds of the game, " i'm sleepy. can you lower the volume please?"
notti chuckled softly, tearing his gaze away from the screen for a moment to glance back at her. " i'm sorry, mama," he apologized sincerely. " i wasn't tryna disturb you or nun,"
with a smile, adrianna resumed her hair-stroking, content to watch notti play as she drifted closer to sleep. the room was filled with the soft glow of the screen, casting flickering shadows across their faces.
together, they found solace in each other's presence, the gentle touch of adrianna's fingers and the excitement of the game blending seamlessly into a perfect evening.
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