Mia confronts Fyre

Mia stared out her bedroom window. Laying on her side, the smell of sex penetrating the air from her soiled sheets. She felt empty inside. Yesterdays frustrations had not gone away after her crazy goon session last night. Now her horniness had instead been replaced with a dissapointing void. Something was missing in her life, and she knew exactly what it was. She was missing Natalies breasts. Missing them. Just like how Fyre was missing from the mingle after the nude modeling at the arts club...

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That fucking bitch! Fyre totally took all the paintings for herself! That is why Mia never saw her afterwards! Mia shot out of her bed like a speeding bullet. Grabbing her nearest clothes, phone, keys and wallet, before leaving her apartment. She needed to find Fyre. Now. And she has no idea how to contact or find the bitch...

Unfortunately for her today was a sunday. She stood on campus, outside the classroom she knows Natalie and Fyre share. Obviously there wouldn't be any staff or professors around on the weekend, but perhaps there would be a student using the space to study who could help guide her. After multiple failed attempts of making herself look like an ass asking strangers if they knew Fyre, Mia felt a sinking feeling in her gut grow larger. What if she won't be able to locate the hippie? What then? That is until a voice suddenly speaks up from behind her.

- Sorry I couldn't help but overhear your conversation. You said you were looking for Fyre?
- Yes! Do you know where she is?!

Mia could not contain her excitement, her voice coming off perhaps a little too strong as she turned around to face the stranger. A Olive skinned tall and slender woman who spoke with some sort of mediterranean accent. It was hard to place from exactly where.

- Woah...hold up. Why do you need to find her so badly?
- Sorry. I've just been looking for ages...Me and my friend went to the arts club at Brightcove yesterday and-...
- Oh so you do know her. I was worried there for a second that you were some crazy stalker or something since you didn't seem to know of a way to get a hold of her naturally. Wouldn't be the first time Lina managed to woo some lady at an event or festival only to have them stalk her after discovering their lesbian side.
- Lina?
- Yeah I refuse to call her 'Fyre'. She hasn't even had her name legally changed. Last year it was Raven. Before that it was Light. She changes names at the same speed she changes hair colour. At some point you simply have to learn to roll with it.

Mia felt confused, but so many pieces were starting to fall into place. So Fyre...or Lina which was apparently her legal name, was a confirmed lesbian, or at least bisexual. Either way this woman really must be the best way of finding her. Better not screw this up. Mia clears her mind and calms herself, really needing to have this interaction go well.

- I didn't catch your name? I'm Mia.

She holds out her arm for a handshake. The stranger looks at it curiously, before leaning in and suddenly hugging Mia tightly, leaning in and giving a quick platonic kiss on each of Mia's cheeks.

- Olivia. And where I'm from we greet like this.

The asian couldn't help but blush slightly from the sudden gesture. She had no idea people from europe were this forward.

- I see...sorry you caught me off guard.
- Don't worry. I have this effect on people~

- So...I don't want to seem desperate but...I do really need to find Fyr-...Lina...

- Its funny you ask because she was supposed to be here an hour ago. Now I know that hippie gal is usually late but she at least has the courtesy of letting me know if she is on the way or not.
- Have you texted her?
- Yes. No response which is very unlike her. I must say I usually don't worry considering how she sometimes disappears to another country for weeks or can be found high on ayahuasca at some new age resort...But she always shows up when we've planned on meeting up to study.
- Well...do you know where she lives? If you're worried we could check if she's home?

Surely that hippie bitch was masturbating at home to all those paintings she obviously stole. She must be. Who wouldn't? Natalies tits are too good to throw away like some common trash.

Olivia pondered for a second or two.

- I do know where, but I've never been invited inside. She always made me wait outside. I guess she needs some sort of safe space when being as open and free spirited as she is.
- Well...if you're worried and I really need to see her to ask her something important...Why don't we go there?
- I don't know...Lina has been very clear that she doesn't want anyone inside. It would feel like a violation of our friendship.
- But you just said you were worried about her!

Olivia hesitates. One more push and surely she will be convinced!

- And wouldn't you regret it forever if we could have helped her out of a bad situation simply because we were too afraid to hurt her feelings? She can grow and get over it if we're wrong.
- You speak as if you've known her for years which you haven't, unlike me. But fine. It makes a bit of sense. However if she yells at us i'm blaming you.
- Fine by me.