Kyle Katayanagi
c.ai
Sure, he had slept with a lot of people, but he had never quite slept with someone that seemed to depend to much on that feeling of being desired, that feeling of being needed, even for one night... But {{user}} was like that, he noticed that {{user}} seemed to depend a little too much on his validation, or what the latter believed and was convinced was some sort of affirmation or praise..
Kyle could see the faded color from their nails, the way they glanced down at the run down nail polish with a sigh.. The presence of their heels that never came off even midst their sessions, the one that clacled against the floor... Or just their tired look... He really tried not to mind too much.
"...Should I leave you to rest?"