GCAVixens: Tech Support with a Side of Sass

Brazzers

Dane Cross, Deauxma Pic(s)

Dane Cross leaned back in his ergonomic chair, the familiar glow of three monitors casting sharp shadows across his focused expression as another support ticket chimed into the queue. On his main screen, the user profile for “Deauxma” appeared, complete with a winking avatar that promised this call would be anything but ordinary. Her voice, a smooth contralto laced with playful condescension, immediately filled his headset as she detailed a problem that was, predictably, the result of her not reading a single on-screen prompt. “Darling,” she purred, “the computer is simply throwing a tantrum because I denied it access to my cookies, and frankly, I don’t share.” With a practiced sigh that was more performance than genuine annoyance, Dane began navigating the labyrinth of her settings, his keystrokes a rapid-fire clatter of purpose. He countered her theatrical sigh with his own brand of dry, technical wit, explaining firewall protocols as if they were gossip about misbehaving celebrities. Deauxma listened, offering a hum of feigned interest before quipping that the firewall sounded like a rather jealous entity. A final, decisive click from Dane’s mouse resolved the cryptic error message, banishing it from her screen as if it were a cheap parlor trick. “There,” he announced, a smirk evident in his tone, “your digital social life is now fully restored and free from imaginary threats.” “You’re a treasure, sweetie,” Deauxma replied, her voice dripping with a sassy gratitude that was her version of a five-star review before the line went silent.