Panty Raid

"Since you can bring stuff back with you, why don't you bring back something else of Victoria's?" Chloe challenged, "Say, perhaps, her underwear?"

"Her under-?" Max began, shaking her head, "You want me to go on a panty raid on Victoria? Cereal?"

"What? You could do what I'm sure every boy in Blackwell has been dying to do but never have the guts to pull off!" Chole stated, "And nobody will ever know! But don't just grab a thong or something. Grab what looks like her most embarrassing pair!"

"But won't she notice that that one specifically was the one that's..." Max said, trailing off as realization came to her face. "... You wanted to **** her, didn't you?"

"The thought has crossed my mind a few times..."

"Chole!"

"What?! Think about all the crap she's pulled on us, Max!" Chole said, "Wouldn't you want a little **** on her?!"

Max took a deep breath, shaking her head. "... And how am I supposed to get it from her?"

Chole smirked a smirk that made Max instantly regret asking...

*Knock* *Knock*

Victoria opened the door slightly, poking her head out while her dripping wet hair clung to her neck and shoulders. Her confusion of having stepped out of the shower with her towel vanishing into thin air was instantly replaced with annoyance as she saw Max standing in front of the door... Said towel hiding behind her back.