I've been lying around the apartment for two days and don't really know what to do with myself. I can't get the last time I had sex out of my head. I've tried masturbating, but it's just not the same. The lockdown isn't making it any better and now the last episode of my favourite series is over... So there's nothing left to distract me. I think back and forth for a long time. The last time I asked was a real struggle, after all we still have to live together somehow, you know? I take a quick look at my messages and jump up before I can change my mind. I knock on his door and go in before he can say anything. I take my clothes off, we don't need to talk right now and then it happens! Maybe I should just find a new apartment, what do you think? Your Lia!
