Downfall/Ask her to stop
From Create Your Own Story
You start to get a bit dizzy; the alcohol in combination with the heat takes its toll. Yes, the alcohol, surely, nothing else. You can't think straight, but somehow you manage to get the word 'stop' out.
"Hah!" Kirsten laughs and says: "Finally. Whatever I do or have you do, you usually never freak out. I thought you aren't afraid of anything, but I think I found your Achilles heel."
"What did you expect, Kirsten? What if I hadn't stopped you now? What would have been next? Would you have started to grope me to prove a point?"
"You wish."
That statement is so impudent, you don't know what to respond. Kirsten laughs at the bedazzled look on your face. "Don't sulk, it doesn't suit you." She stands up and declares: "I'm going to bed. The day has been terribly stressing. Are you coming, too?"
"Yes," you say. You tidy the terrace, putting the glasses and the container on the table. When you enter the main room, Kirsten already lies in bed, flat on her stomach. You put on fresh underwear and a tank top from the wardrobe and switch out the lights. You have trouble sleeping.
| Status | ||
| State of Clothing | Tank top; Boyshorts |
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| Surroundings | Share room with Kirsten | |
