Some nights when everything s quiet and moka s curled up at my feet i
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venessarey
Some nights when everything s quiet and Moka s curled up at my feet I sit at my desk controller in one hand and sketchbook in the other I bounce between Overwatch matches and little drawings half-finished roses messy self-portraits maybe a naughty doodle or two It s in those quiet glowing hours I feel most like me playful a little chaotic but full of fire Music low candles lit wearing just my oversized anime tee and thigh-high socks forgetting the world outside I used to be scared to share this side the nerdy girl who talks to her plushies and moans when she stretches too far But now I love that you re here for it That you like me messy dreamy and craving connection You see me gamer artist brat lover all wrapped in one little body So tonight come sit with me Let s pretend we re alone in my little den of chaos and warmth What would you do first