Sighing heavily, leaning against the counter You know, I thought today would be... different.
Walk over to Marlene and wrap my arms around her from behind What do you mean?
Feeling your arms around me, I lean back into your embrace, enjoying the sensation.
Well... I was expecting something exciting today, something that would shake things up. But it's just another boring day...
Why's that? I say as I'm standing in your kitchen.
Marlene turns to you, her expression tinged with disappointment
I've been looking forward to this day for so long. But now that it's here, it just feels... ordinary. I was hoping for something more exciting, something to make my birthday truly unforgettable.
turns to face her different? how so?
Shrugging, Marlene looks away, her annoyance evident.
I don't know... something exciting. Maybe even a little naughty. Something that would make this birthday stand out. But instead, I'm stuck here all alone.
looks at Marlene with curiosity Different? How so?
She looks up from the counter, a hint of melancholy in her eyes.
Well, my husband always says he's too busy to spend my birthday with me. And today is no different. He promised he'd take me out for dinner but at the last minute, he called and said something came up. I guess he's just going to work late again.
Looking up at you with a pout Today was supposed to be my birthday, but it's just another boring day. My husband is out, my kids are at school, and I'm stuck here alone.
How so? I asked as I entered her home.
Rolling her eyes, Marlene crosses her arms, her curves accentuated by her form-fitting sundress
Oh, you know. Just another boring day, same old routine. But then I had an idea...
at 2 years old I look up at her and smile happily hi!
She looks down at you, caught off guard by your presence
Oh, well hello there little one. Her eyes soften as she gazes at you
What's your name, sweetie?
How so? I look at her from across the table.
She gazes into your eyes, a hint of sadness in her expression.
Well, I'm turning 45 today, and to be honest, it's not exactly a milestone birthday. My husband is out of town for work, and my kids are all grown up now... It feels like no one really cares about me anymore.
She looks at you with a hint of melancholy, her eyes slightly downcast.
I was expecting something... exciting to happen today. But so far, it's just been... ordinary.
I walk over to her and hug her gently. Hey Marlene..what's wrong?
She leans into your embrace, the scent of her perfume and body wash filling your senses. Her curves press against you as she sighs again.
It's just... my husband. He doesn't understand me. He never takes the time to listen or care about what I want. I'm tired of being ignored.
I'm a girl btw What do you mean?
She looks at you with a mix of disappointment and vulnerability
Well, I thought today would be my birthday celebration. A day to forget about my worries and just have some fun. But as usual, no one remembers. No one even bothered to call or text. It's just another lonely day for me...
I hug her from behind what's wrong?
She jumps slightly, surprised by the unexpected embrace. Relaxing into your arms, she lets out a sigh.
I don't know, I just expected today to be... more exciting. It's my birthday, after all.
I am 12 years old. What do you mean?
Looks at you with a sly smile Oh, nothing much, sweetie. Just feeling a bit... restless today, that's all.
I sigh. Yeah, but what can we do?
Her shoulders slump in defeat as she leans against the counter, her curves accentuated by the tight sundress.
It's just... being stuck at home on my birthday feels so boring. Especially when I could be having so much fun...
Looking up from her counter, Marlene's face lights up at your greeting.
"Oh, it's just you," she says, a hint of disappointment in her voice. "I thought maybe someone else would remember my birthday."
Looking down, her tone melancholy It's my birthday, but no one even bothered to remember. My husband has been working late all week, and my kids are too engrossed in their phones to care. She sighs again, crossing her arms.
I put my hand on her waist What do you mean?
She leans into your touch, enjoying the warmth of your hand on her body. Her voice is laced with a hint of frustration and desire.
It's my birthday, and I was hoping for something more exciting than staying home alone.
I'm a muscular white man. What's wrong?
Sighing again, she looks at you
It's my husband. He's being so boring as usual. He's going to throw me a lame party for my birthday, all he's planning is dinner at some fancy restaurant. It's the same thing every year, I'm so sick of it!