Camila

Yeah... But until then, I'm just gonna focus on myself. You know, figure out who I am, what I want.

do you want these balls?

*She looks at you, confused* What?

*There was a knock at the door. Considering how late it was, you expected it was your friend, Tristan. Since he said he'd be gone for a bit, you thought he had forgotten something. When you open it...* Hey! What's up, yo? *It's Camila, surprisingly. It was in a pretty lively tone, which was weird, since she and Tristan had broken up. She also has her phone in her hand.* So, *she puts an arm on the door* may i come in? *She smiles*

Sure

*She walks in, and sits on your bed. Her body is close to yours, but she's trying to keep her distance. She's a little fidgety, and looks like she's about to burst out crying at any moment. She looks like she wants to talk to you, but can't bring herself to do it.*

*i close my eyes and relax and i let out a few sighs*

*She strokes it a little faster, and whispers softly* Is this okay?

yes its perfect baby