Confront the laughing woman immediately about what's so damn funny
From Create Your Own Story
You step up and lean against the doorway to the woman's cube. Though you're quite annoyed, you've found that charm is a much better approach than straightforward snark. Plus, though she's not the prettiest, you never get bitchy with a woman, unless she truly deserves it, because you never know when, or how, she might end up at the other end of your cock. Just because a woman doesn't look the best doesn't mean she won't feel spectacular -- so to speak -- and you've found too that less cute girls are a bit more on the uninhibited side, on average.
So, "Hi there. How are you?" you say with a suave smile.
The woman's blond hair bobs as she whirls in her chair and gasps. A split-second passes and then her eyes shoot to the ceiling and her mouth contorts around a snort of amusement. Her finger jams down on the phone carriage, ending the call.
"Got a second? I hope you're not busy?"
"Oh no no!" says the woman in a rush. "Not at all! Just sitting around watching life parade by! Don't you love a parade?"
"Um, well, sure, who doesn't?"
"You strike me as the kind of guy who loves to parade. I mean a parade. Oops!" She snickers. "I can just tell. And let me tell you, I love a parade." Whatever had her going before doesn't seem to be getting any less funny; she's clearly trying to control herself, but little snickers puff and squeeze from the corners of her mouth.
"Well, what I really am here for, uh" -- you glance at the name plate on the cube wall just below your arm -- "Risa, is something of a personal matter."
"A personal matter?" says Risa incredulously, before slapping her hand across her gaping mouth.
Your annoyance is escalating quickly. "I hope you don't think that's too forward?"
"FORWARD!" she barks; then hangs her head, as the silent tremor in her shoulders builds. But after a moment she lifts her head, taking a deep breath, and wipes beneath her eyes. "Oh, god. Well, Mister, if I can be blunt, you do seem rather forward.. but, you know, your being forward.. is probably a really positive asset." She continues speaking over a tiny new landslide of giggles. "I mean.. different strokes, right?" She stops giggling, holds your gaze straight-faced for a second; and then bursts out laughing. "OMIGOD! Holy fuck!" she cries, sways forward across her desk, then back again into her chair, covering her face with her hands.
You would normally take advantage of a woman covering her eyes to give her a good once-over ogling, but your are really quite put out now with her little inside jokes. Which is to say, you definitely still give her an ogle, but your mind is not on it. Not as much.
"I'm so glad you find me so amusing," you say, giving your powers of sarcasm free rein. "Okay. I can wait. I can wait for you to explain your rudeness to a co-worker whom you don't even know."
"Oh yeah? Well go ahead! In fact, feel free to hang out as long as you like! MUAHAHAHAHAHA!"
Risa's hilarity has really gone beyond the bounds of seemliness. She's practically crying, her face is flushed, she seems like she might fall out of her chair.
Then again, you are, not too surprisingly, getting turned on. Risa is clearly a girl who likes to laugh; who lives better than those who laugh? Your mind goes back to what she said, watching life parade by; whatever she meant by it, you're certain it sheds a not entirely accidental light on the character of its utterer. It's true she's a bit plain, but she moves gracefully, even in the midst of her paroxysms, her waist flexing like a stalk in the wind. Is it really that big a deal to have a lively woman laugh at you? Perhaps you should forget your annoyance and remember your commitment to charm..
Do you:
- Forget Risa and go to Mishima's office.
- Patiently wait out Risa's conniption.
- Maybe try out that crazy idea you had on Risa?
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| Health | Horny | Location: |
| MP | 0 | |
| Level | 1 | |
