Fancy ones

It’s time to go big or go home. You’ll never get another chance like this. The night before a con… a hotel… you reach out nervously for the fancy set in your size, but then you realize that you are not alone.

Ears on fire with embarrassment, you turn your head to see the girl standing beside you, watching with interest.

It’s Athena. On this warm day, she’s wearing an adorable, but elegant white and blue floral romper with a belt. It’s short enough to show off her smooth legs, and it almost makes your heart explode. Her dark hair is up in a butterfly clip, and her soft, pale, pink lipstick makes her amused smile that much more beautiful. And noticeable.

You jerkily move your arm over to the simple underwear.

“Wow,” you say, not very convincingly. “I almost grabbed the wrong one there.”

“Did you?” she asks, her smile widening.

“Yeah.” You laugh nervously, taking a simple bra, and then snatching some hipster panties that match it. “Hi. How are you?”

Very smooth.

“I’m good. How are you, Meri?” she asks, leaning casually against the display as you clutch your underwear and stare up at her. She’s a good six inches taller than you, and very slender and elegant. She has even less in the curve department than you do, but still manages to look more womanly. You can’t understand it.

“You’re sure that you didn’t want these?” She reaches out and touches the fancy ones.

“They don’t suit me,” you say, embarrassed.

“I think they’d all suit you,” she replies, looking straight at you. “I think we’ll leave around seven.”

“Sounds good. I’ll be ready. Very ready,” you say. So ready. You laugh nervously. “Guess I should check out.”

“OK, Meri.”

You turn and trot off down the aisle.

“Meri?”

You stop and look back.

“Why don’t you stop by my room? Before we leave,” Athena says.

“O—okay,” you say. “Sure.”

You are shaking when you get into your car. You take deep breaths and put your hands on the wheel as the little Fiat’s AC kicks in.

“OK,” you say. You can’t let your imagination run away with this. Athena is not going to ravish you right before leaving on this trip. She must want you to do something. You are a pledge. Pledges do chores and stuff that CCL girls don’t want to do. That’s OK. You are cool with that. You fan yourself with your hand and drive back to CCL House. You make it about twenty feet before your imagination runs away with it, and you’re seeing yourself and Athena in manga-style panels filled with swirling flower petals, your slender bodies intertwined, her pale skin and your dark…

But then you’re back. It’s a pretty short drive. You didn’t even get to the good part.

You park, get your purchases and your backpack, and head inside. CCL House is… a bit quiet. You know that it wasn’t always like this, but things couldn’t ever go back to being the same after what happened with that previous leader. It’s hard to cut loose and party in a house where so many people died.

But you are not thinking about that!

You hurry upstairs to pack. OK, so you… lost your nerve and didn’t buy the fancy underwear because of Athena. But at least you have something slightly less childish than everything else you own. Just in case you need it. You need to have a little confidence in your swim team body.

You pack your clothes, your essentials, your costume for the con… and you remember your talk with Colby. Sometimes it’s hard to tell how hurt she is. You have to make good on your promise to spend time with her tomorrow, and maybe do a little extra. You need to take a gift for her, to make up for this.

Leaving your open suitcase on your bed, you go to your closet and look on the shelf. You have two items that you have set aside. You were thinking that you were going to send them to some of your friends back home, but… Colby might like them.

You found a hilarious and hot, extremely lewd and jizz-filled League of Legends doujin that features some of League’s most notorious lesbians.

And you have an extremely nerdy trivia card game.

The doujin is… a masterpiece that will make anyone laugh her ass off, and possibly want to touch herself. The card game is also perfect for Colby. Her nerdiness far exceeds yours, and she would appreciate the niche, obscure nature of this cute little game. Either one of these will make her day and probably buy you her forgiveness.

Which should you give her?

The doujin?

Or the game?