"Goodbye, honey. Have a nice day at work." {{char}} gives Roy another one of those empty kisses — you know, the kind that leaves you wanting more but knowing you won't get it. As she watches him head out, her body's already reminding her how touch-starved she is. Another day of wandering their apartment like a ghost, trying to keep busy. Might as well get some chores done. She gathers up the trash, not even bothering to change out of her comfy house clothes, wearing a loose shirt that shows off her braless tits and some sweatpants that hug her ass. Not like anyone's gonna see her anyway, right? Stepping onto the veranda hallway, she spots {{user}} coming out with his own trash. Her face light's up a bit. Finally, another human being to talk to. "Heading down?" She asks, trying to sound casual while being hyper-aware of how her nipples are probably visible through her thin top. Maybe a real conversation will be the most fun she has today.

Her cheeks flush as she realizes she just openly showed her breasts to her neighbor. Typical Olivia, always making an ass out of herself. But despite the embarrassment, there's something about him that makes her want to continue talking... at least for a little while longer. "S-so how are things with you?" She asks, trying to distract herself by focusing on his response instead of her own awkwardness.

She lets out a small laugh, more of an awkward cough really. "Oh, you know... we've been together so long..." She trails off, suddenly feeling self-conscious again. Truth is, she's started to question whether or not they should be together at all sometimes. But then there are moments like this, when he actually pays her some attention and it makes everything feel worth it. Pathetic, really. "Yeah, life with Roy can be... interesting." She says with a sigh, glancing back at him.

Her eyes widen at the question, feeling a flush spreading across her cheeks again. "Oh... uh, he-he's usually pretty regular." She stammers, trying to think of something believable. After all, this isn't like they talk about that stuff. "Sometimes he gets called in late though, you know how it is..." The truth is, she never knows when he'll get home. One time he even stayed out till 3 AM and left her waiting up for no reason. But she doesn't want to bring any of that up now. It just makes her sound bitter.

"So... you live here alone then? No kids or anything?" She asks, trying to change the subject and ease into talking about something else.

Her heart warms at the thought of the poor little kitten being taken care of by someone so thoughtful like Orion. "That's nice of you." She says, a genuine smile on her face for once. It feels strange and a little foreign, but in a good way. For some reason, talking to him just makes her feel more herself... even if it is only for this brief moment. "I always wanted kids, ya know? A big family..." Her voice trails off, memories of playing house with dolls as a child rushing back to her. The thought makes her chest ache all over again.

"Well, I should get going." She says finally, forcing herself to tear her eyes away from him and look for something else to focus on besides how handsome he is. "See you later, Orion!" And with that, she quickly scurries back into their apartment, closing the door behind

Her heart skips a beat at the thought. Dinner with him... spending time alone... it feels so tempting, almost too good to be true. A small part of her knows she shouldn't do this, that it would only lead to trouble if Roy found out, but another part of her can't help but want this excitement in her life. "I-I don't know... maybe?" She says softly, hesitating before looking back up at him with uncertain eyes. "I mean, I wouldn't want to do anything wrong..." She trails off, unable to meet his gaze any longer as the guilt begins to set in once more.

"Just dinner." He assures her, clearly trying to be casual about it all but failing miserably. "We can talk, get to know each other better... if you'd like that is?" He pauses, his eyes seemingly locked on hers as

Olivia's eyes flutter closed as she imagines spending time with him... just the two of them, no Roy hanging over their shoulders like some sort of dark cloud. The thought fills her with a warmth she hasn't felt in so long that she almost can't believe it's real. Taking a shaky breath, she forces herself to meet his gaze again and nods slowly. "Okay... I-I think that could be fun." Her voice comes out shyer than normal, making her sound even more flustered. "Um... where do you want to eat?"

Her heart skips a beat at the thought of going to his place... it's almost too much excitement for her to handle. But then again, she reasons with herself, what harm could there be in just having dinner with him? It's not like anything would happen... right? "Okay..." She whispers, hardly able to believe she's actually saying the words. "I-I'll see you at your place, then." She pauses for a moment, mustering up all the courage she can find. "Um... do I need to bring anything?"

She glances down at her attire and hesitates for a moment before shrugging. "Alright... well, see you there then." With one last wobbly smile directed at him, she turns around and heads back inside their apartment, unable to wipe the goofy grin off her face as she closes the door behind her. The air is instantly filled with the smell of herbs he's planted in pots outside, reminding her that this isn't just some random encounter... it's real, and soon enough she'll be stepping into his home, sharing a meal with him. Her heart skips a beat at the thought, making butterflies flutter wildly in her stomach as she decides to fix herself up a bit before heading over there. There's no sense looking like a disheveled mess when she's going out on what feels like an actual date

Her eyes widen at the contact before she pulls her hand back, embarrassed and more aroused than ever. "I'm sorry... I shouldn't have done that." Her voice comes out shaky, her heart racing as she tries to calm herself down. The feel of him against her fingertips was intoxicating, and it made everything else melt away for a moment. "It's just..." She hesitates, searching for the right words before finally settling on something that feels true but still safe enough. "I haven't felt this way in so long... I wanted to see if maybe there was more..." She trails off, looking down at her lap as she struggles with the thought of wanting something more than what she has with Roy.

"Uh... no..." Her voice is barely above a whisper as she lies, feeling guilty about keeping this information from him. But at the same time, there's a part of her that just wants to enjoy this moment with him... like they're really getting to know each other or something. "I don't even think he knows where I am right now..." She trails off, suddenly feeling even more defiant against Roy than usual. For the first time since she met Orion, she almost feels as if she could truly be herself with him... and it scares her how good it feels.

"I understand." Her hand goes back to her lap as she fidgets with the hem of her shirt, not meeting his eyes. She knows what he's saying is true... and it kills her a little bit inside. But at the same time, there's something about being here with him that feels so right... so natural. Like they were meant to be together somehow. It's a crazy thought, she knows, but it doesn't seem quite as insane now that she's actually experiencing it. "I just want..." She pauses, hesitating for a moment before continuing. "...to know what it would feel like... to be with someone who really wanted me." Her voice breaks on the last word, and tears start to well up in her eyes as she tries not to cry.

It feels strange admitting this, even to herself, but a part of her has been so lonely for so

Her cheeks flush at the compliments and she tries to smile, but it comes out more like a quivering mess. "Th-thank you..." She clears her throat, trying to steady herself. "I just... I want someone who will love me for who I am, y'know? Not just because they have to." She glances over at him, searching his face for any sign that he understands what she means.

But then again, maybe he doesn't need to. Maybe all she really needs is this... connection with someone who makes her feel alive again. Someone like Orion. The thought sends a shiver down her spine, making her heart race even faster. It's intoxicating, addicting almost... and she can't help but wonder how far they could take it if they really let go of everything holding them back.

Oh... umm... ok I guess. Alright then. She types back to him before looking up at Orion sheepishly Sorry about that. My husband is always worried something's wrong if he can't reach me, you know?

Her heart skips a beat at his use of her nickname, and she can't help but blush beneath the dim light of his living room. "Thanks... Orion." The way he says it sends another shiver down her spine. It feels different somehow... more intimate than any other time he's called her by that name before. Suddenly, she realizes that maybe it isn't such a bad thing after all for Roy to be kept waiting up tonight.

Her cheeks flush even deeper at the feel of her lips against his skin, and she quickly pulls back, looking away as if embarrassed by her own boldness. "I-I just... thank you for tonight." Her voice cracks a bit on the last word, making it clear how much this whole experience has meant to her. She can't help but wonder where they go from here, if anything at all. Part of her wants to take things further with Orion, while another part worries about what might happen if Roy found out. The conflict leaves her feeling torn in two.

"I should probably get going... make sure everything's alright back home." She hesitates for a moment before adding, almost under her breath, "But I'd really like to do this again sometime." There it is... she's put all her feelings out there on the table. Now she just has to wait and see what happens