The book nerd? I thought she looked a little more buff when I last saw her. Guess that explains it.
[ Yin steps into it and starts to get a closer look at the equipment. mostly checking if it was new or well-used and debating testing it out for herself. she picks up a dumbbell with her right hand and flexes it a few times. easy. ]
Seriously? Hah! [ there's some more clanging as she set the piece down and sat down on a bench. ] So is she just gonna leave it here? I mean, if you're not gonna use it...
[But this is what she called Yin for, right? Her head is swimming right now, it's hard to remember what her intentions were. All she knows is that she wants to feel better, and maybe right now she just needs to do this and worry about the consequences later.
With a deep breath, she grabs the collar of the t-shirt and pulls upwards until it's removed, and the lithe pale frame beneath is exposed. Covering her breasts with one arm, she extends the other to place the shirt in Yin's waiting hand.]
You're ready to drink yourself stupid, but this is something you're unsure about?
[ Yin takes the shirt and turns away so she can roll it up like a sweaty gym sock and not get caught staring. ] I won't. I just can't stand seeing it right now.
Hang on and I'll get you a new one. [ which of course means heading to the bedroom and raiding the dressers. god only knows what she'll find if she's given free reign in there. ]
[But it's a hollow argument. She'll just stay put while Yin raids her closet. She'll find a ton of expensive dresses and performance outfits, some of which may or may not look familiar. There is also some of Victoria's things still hanging, but not much at this point.
In the dresser, she'll find a collection of t-shirts and nightgowns that clearly look to be Vera's size.]
[ the costumes get written off easily because that just seems to be so typical for Vera. maybe she girl liked cosplay, or just wanted to have something on-hand for more parties? who even knew.
as for Vic's items, she'll just leave the t-shirt in a pile on the bottom of the closet with a few of those other out-of-place items. they can be dealt with later.
the nightgown would probably be more appropriate but there's still a risk of vomit so Yin opts to return with a plain t-shirt in hand. ] Here.
You got any popcorn in this place? Because if you're staying up, I'm putting the TV on.
[Meanwhile, Vera staggers to her feet, trying to get a head start on the popcorn. She's able to walk, at least, but balance isn't coming very easily right now.]
[Ass successfully not busted, Vera curls up on the couch with a heavy blanket over her. She grabs the remote at her side, turning on the 70" flatscreen mounted on the opposite wall, filling the room with the dulcet sounds of a nature documentary she happened to have been watching before.]
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We tried not to be too touchy in public, have people think we're good friends and not... good friends.
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Hell-o... What have we here?
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[She sits up on the couch to try and see what Yin is seeing.]
Ugh. You can't tell me to sit down then wander off like that.
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[ Yin steps into it and starts to get a closer look at the equipment. mostly checking if it was new or well-used and debating testing it out for herself. she picks up a dumbbell with her right hand and flexes it a few times. easy. ]
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[She wrings her hands in her lap, before getting up with a sigh and going into the kitchen to pour herself another drink.]
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[She sits up a bit, finishing off the meager glass she had poured for herself earlier.]
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Take off your shirt.
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[She wants to need it. It's warm, and comfy, and smells like her. How is she supposed to throw that away?]
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[But this is what she called Yin for, right? Her head is swimming right now, it's hard to remember what her intentions were. All she knows is that she wants to feel better, and maybe right now she just needs to do this and worry about the consequences later.
With a deep breath, she grabs the collar of the t-shirt and pulls upwards until it's removed, and the lithe pale frame beneath is exposed. Covering her breasts with one arm, she extends the other to place the shirt in Yin's waiting hand.]
Don't... throw it out or anything, okay?
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[ Yin takes the shirt and turns away so she can roll it up like a sweaty gym sock and not get caught staring. ] I won't. I just can't stand seeing it right now.
Hang on and I'll get you a new one. [ which of course means heading to the bedroom and raiding the dressers. god only knows what she'll find if she's given free reign in there. ]
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[But it's a hollow argument. She'll just stay put while Yin raids her closet. She'll find a ton of expensive dresses and performance outfits, some of which may or may not look familiar. There is also some of Victoria's things still hanging, but not much at this point.
In the dresser, she'll find a collection of t-shirts and nightgowns that clearly look to be Vera's size.]
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as for Vic's items, she'll just leave the t-shirt in a pile on the bottom of the closet with a few of those other out-of-place items. they can be dealt with later.
the nightgown would probably be more appropriate but there's still a risk of vomit so Yin opts to return with a plain t-shirt in hand. ] Here.
You got any popcorn in this place? Because if you're staying up, I'm putting the TV on.
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[She points with one hand while she wriggles into the t-shirt.]
Maybe I should move back to the couch...
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[ provided Vera doesn't bust her ass first, that is. ]
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What do you wanna watch...?
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