-- s t r e a m o f f l i n e --

Another art stream ended. The girl sitting in the computer chair with her knees to her chest set her tablet aside, sighing at the silence. It was another vore commission, bought at a premium by someone really wanting to see themselves swallowed by her character. She didn't mind it, she thought it was hot, too.

But as the chat emptied and the background music ended, she was left with only a quiet AC in the darkness of her room.

She was lonely.

She heard the shuffling of her mother walking around outside her room. She kept silent, trying to not draw her attention. She didn't want to see or talk to the woman right now.

The possum girl uncurled herself, planting her socked feet onto the ground. She ran her fingers through her slightly greasy hair. She forgot to take a shower today. It was hard to remember to take care of herself. It wasn't like anyone was going to visit or see her anyway.

After all, her friends had all gone away to various colleges around the country. And her? She was too scared too apply without them, and those she did apply for rejected her due to mediocre grades in highschool.

So here she was, stuck in her dark room. No job. No education. No training. No friends. A complete dead end in life before she even started, She could already feel another bout of anxiety creeping up, so she quickly flicked over to a streaming website to distract herself ASAP.

Distractions, distractions. She could always use distractions.