Snippet for Advil ❤️
pull out my phone, looking at the Snapchat request from Desiree that I’ve accepted moments ago. Seeing his name pop up, I can’t help but feel a small thrill of anticipation. What would it be like to have someone with my sickness paying me attention? Would it be different? Better? More fulfilling?
I wonder how Desiree would react if I initiate conversation. Would he be as attentive and obsessive as I could be? Would he try to get closer, or would he maintain a distance, a facade of normalcy? The possibilities are both exciting and nerve-wracking. This isn’t just another encounter or another social interaction. It’s a chance to explore something deeper. We don’t necessarily have to be in love with each other; we have the same tendencies.