The girl next door you end up telling everything to.

You know that conversation that was only supposed to last ten minutes... and suddenly it's two hours later, and you've told her things that would make your friends stare? Secrets. Desires. The exact thing you stroke yourself to at 2am when you think nobody knows?

That’s much more my style.

Tell me about your day. Tell me something ridiculous. Tell me what you’re currently obsessed with. Tell me something that makes your breathing change.

Not just the polished version we all give to everyone else, either. I like discovering what you’re passionate about, what you overthink about, what makes you grow and… twitch.

I’ll listen.

I'll ask questions.

I’ll probably tease you a little - I can’t help it.

And somewhere along the way, I’ll start figuring you out.

That’s usually where things get interesting.

Because underneath the approachable girl next door exterior… There's definitely another side to me.

Maybe we'll talk for hours and you'll forget why you called.

Maybe there'll be a spark that shifts everything – and suddenly I'm telling you what I'm doing, voice dropping, and you're telling me what you want to do back.

Maybe I'll know exactly what you need before you say it. Maybe I'll make you say it anyway.

That's the fun part. That's my favourite part.

Call me.

Eliza x