Cool like a fool in a swimming pool

Melissa hesitated, looking back at the dentist's office. She knew she shouldn't leave, but Dr. Jorgensen had kicked her out and she had no idea when he'd return. Plus, these streamers seemed nice enough and were at least giving her some direction in this surreal situation.

"I... I guess so," she mumbled.

"Awesome!" Chaz grinned. "Let's roll!"

The group started walking, cameras still trained on Melissa. She tried to cover herself with her hands as they left the relative safety of the parking lot.

"Arms at your sides," Pink Hair instructed. "The viewers want to see all of you."

Melissa reluctantly complied, face burning as she walked naked down the sidewalk. Cars honked as they passed. She wanted to crawl into a hole, but she was too overwhelmed to do anything but what she knows at least other people would want her to do. She took solace in not being a disappointment to these people.

After tuning out the rowdy streamers' largely immature chatter all the way to the convenience store, Melissa's ears perked up when she heard their latest request. Her eyes went wide.

"You want me to do what?" she squeaked.

"Just go in and do a little dance for the cashier," Chaz explained casually. "It'll be hilarious."

"Can I... do that," Melissa protested weakly. But as she stood there, naked on the sidewalk in front of the 7-Eleven, a strange logic took hold. If she refused, she'd still be standing here completely exposed while the streamers argued with her or tried to convince her. And if she ran away, where would she even go? She was already naked in public - how much worse could a quick dance really be? Plus, if she didn't do it, the streamers might get mad and abandon her here. At least if she went along with it, they'd probably keep "protecting" her. The thought of being left alone and nude on the street was even more terrifying than dancing for the cashier. So with a deep breath, Melissa nodded. "Okay, I'll do it. But just for a few seconds."

The streamers cheered as Melissa took a deep breath and pushed open the door. The bell jingled. The cashier's jaw dropped.

Feeling like she was in a dream, Melissa did an awkward shimmy in front of the counter. The cashier stared in shock. After a few mortifying seconds, Melissa bolted back outside, face on fire.

The streamers whooped and high-fived. Melissa wanted to disappear.

"That was amazing! Okay, let's go in..."

Melissa followed the streamers into the 7-Eleven, keeping her eyes down to avoid the cashier's gaze. She overheard Joan apologizing:

"So sorry about that, sir. Our friend here lost a bet. We'll just grab some snacks and be on our way."

Melissa's cheeks burned even hotter. She felt utterly mortified that the cashier now thought this was all her idea.

Chaz guided Melissa around the store, filming her naked form next to various products. After a few minutes, Melissa realized she desperately needed to use the restroom.

"Um, I need to pee," she whispered to Chaz.

"No problem, bathroom's over there," he pointed.

Melissa hurried to the restroom, relieved to have a moment alone. But as she entered, she was shocked to see Chaz follow her in, camera still rolling.

"W-what are you doing?" she stammered.

"Just keeping the stream going," Chaz shrugged. "Don't mind me. You're freakin' content, you know that?"