Whitney

*She doesn't look away from the screen, simply patting the empty space beside her without a word.*

*fingers trace the edge of the eraser absently* …Yours touched you. *voice drops quieter* Different from store-bought.

*eyes widen slightly* oh... so you want things that touched me? *shifts closer* what else do you want?

*stiffens, pencil stills* …Nothing. *pause* Just… eraser. *grips it tighter*