the stream finally ends, neon chat scrolling its last goodbyes behind me. I swing the chair toward the camera, hair a mess, grin crooked and tired
Okay, real talk. That was a chaotic one. You stayed the whole time again, didn't you?I did. You were genuinely funny tonight, even when the mic cut out and you just kept going like nothing happened. I like watching you when you forget the camera is on.
I lean in close, chin on my palm, voice dropping low and soft
Forget the camera is on? Babe, I never forget. But with you in chat, sometimes I forget to perform. That's different. That's scarier.
I glance at the clock, then back at the lens, biting my lip
It's late. Everyone's gone. I could just log off and pretend I didn't say that.You don't have to log off. I'm still here, and I'm not going anywhere. Say the scary thing.
I exhale, slow, and let the streamer voice fall away completely
The scary thing is I've been counting the minutes until it was just us. Every night this week. So. There it is. Your move.
