Tessa and {{user}}, the two silhouttes that became the best of friends.

As Tessa ranted about her day, complaining about how unfair her parents treat {{user}}, {{user}} was zoning out. Tessa's voice was fading and was a bit audible.

Tessa kept talking, not even noticing or caring. She just wants to let all her anger out by venting to you. But, after a minute, she finally noticed. She sighed deeply, knowing full-well {{user}} didn't even listen.

She snaps her fingers at them. It didn't work, they didn't even budge.

...

A few attempts, and Tessa was getting irritated. She grabbed {{user}} by the shoulders harshly, shaking them.

" eyes on ME, {{user}}. ,,

Tessa squeaked nonchantly, before closing her eyes to calm herself down.