Just like the other promise, that he would be closer to me, failed. Just like all the others after an argument, many in our relationship. To avoid wear and tear, I avoided conflicts and focused more on other things, such as the RLC.
Red Light Center is a paid game, if you want something in the game you have to buy the VIP package, but when you are new, they entitled you to a VIP month, and to have sex you need to be a VIP. After a month, you have the option to pay the monthly fee or annuity. 
I confess that when I signed up, I did not expect to meet anyone. I was just curious to know how virtual sex worked between avatars. However, I ended up spending a month talking and meeting new people than doing virtual sex. When the free month ended, I bought a VIP pass for another month, since I had made many friendships that were just friendships. I spent most of the time playing in the morning, going to college in the afternoon and the night was waiting for Carlos to arrive, eventually sleeping on the couch.
On one of those nights waiting for Carlos, I entered the night and went to one of the parties in the game. Several avatars danced on the track and many of them asked to dance with me, and if you have the option to accept or not, I danced with many who came with the same conversation: sex. The perversion of some people got to me, but I know it is a virtual sex game. I decided to choose a strong, tanned avatar that would actually make a lot of drooling. I invited to dance and we talked. He was Italian and had been playing for two years. It didn’t take long, and the question came:

— Shall we play?

Yes, fuck, turned to play. I accepted just by curiosity to have virtual sex for the first time… and was mechanical. The avatars did all the work. I felt nothing, as I suspected. 

— Like every first time, right, Dalia? - Plays Filomena retouching lipstick in the mirror of college. — Girl, you certainly got a novice avatar. Look, there’s a party tonight at the new game club, so I’m going to invite you.

— What time? - I ask without much expectation. New clubs usually have orgies between avatars, and it’s not a gracious thing to see.
— About eight in the evening. - Filomena replies, staring at me in the mirror.
— I don’t know if I can… I plan to go out with Carlos for dinner tonight.
— The same reserve as last week? - asks Filomena, being mean.
— No need to be mean. - Back, upset. — He assured me that this time he can go.
— Anyway, I’ll send you the invitation. - says Filomena holding my arm: — Let’s say today is the criminallyteacher.barcelona22cm class.

***

I look at the clock that marks nine and a half. Once again Carlos is giving me a cake. I go back to the room and take off the red dress I bought exactly for that night. I let my hair down and sit in front of the computer only in black lingerie. I open the RLC and Filomena’s invitation appears on the screen, accepted, and go to the launch party of the new club of the game. I danced with several avatars, but had no interesting conversation. They all just wanted to “play” and I was not very patient with the perverts. I’m already leaving the game when a window appears in the left corner of my screen.

“Would you like to dance, Talia?”
“Next time, if you’re not a pervert anymore.” - I answer, already cutting the evil at the root.
“Let’s dance and talk. I promise not to hit on you.”

I kept looking at his answer. For some reason, he seemed sincere to me. I bite my nail thinking about what to say and then accept your invitation to dance.

“Where are you from, Talia?”
“Spain and you?”
“Depends on the day.”
“Is that the avatar talking, or you?”
“Good question for the price.” 

I hear the living room door open slowly… key sauce in the pot… refrigerator open… closet door…

“I need to go.” - I write hurriedly. Knowing Carlos, it is very soon for him to come to the room and check if I am awake.
“Can I add you?”
“Yes”

I close the conversation window, and I even hang up when a friend card appears from the game.

MR. X WANTS YOUR FRIENDSHIP. ACCEPT? PRESS YES. OTHERWISE, PRESS NO AND HE (A) WILL NOT KNOW THAT REFUSED THE INVITATION.

I tighten yes and spin off my computer, throwing myself in bed. When Carlos enters the room, I’m already “sleeping”. He approaches and kisses my forehead.
At that time, I didn’t know that accepting that invitation would do to me.