What is it?

Note: This chapter is just a filler, no porn in here (But it gives a taste of what could come in the next chapters). The next one will be a more naughty...

Tags in this chapter: shyness, Cosplay (next chapters will be more of that), friend

"No, no, no!" said Olivia loudly, already knowing what Markie was up to."Like, why not? It's, like, the only thing I can do, you know?" Markie replied pouting.

"I'm not going to let you sell your body just to help me. Then I'd rather pay for the damage myself," Olivia tried to say as confidently as possible, but she didn't really succeed.

"Like, how are you even gonna get any cash? With that ridic waitressing gig, you'll never rake in enough to cover the bathroom, rent, and, like, college." Lucy intervented sharply, again with her sluty and her rough voice, speaking for Markie and hitting Olivia with her words, knowing that Olivia would probably keep quiet instead of hitting back.

Sure enough, Olivia just looked down at the floor, embarrassed. "I... I'm finding ways to get more shifts," she said so quietly that Lucy had to lean forward to hear her.

At that moment, Tyson and Penelope announced their departure. "We have to go," Tyson said quickly, a grin on his lips, "I'm invited to a LAN party tonight with some buddies of mine, remember?"

Penelope, energetic and determined, added, "And I can't miss FemCon tomorrow morning!"

"You can't go now. It's your turn after Brad. You can't be alone," she said quietly. "We don't understand you when you speak so quietly," Tyson replied, addressing Olivia directly. "Besides, Brad can take his time," he added, having obviously understood Olivia after all.

"This game is real!!!" Olivia exclaimed, a hint of exasperation in her voice. "Whoever believes it..." Tyson replied. At that and took Penelope's hand to pull her to leave, away from this lunatic.

"Please promise to tell the truth if you're asked," Olivia pleaded, but the door was already falling into the lock behind them, her words cut off.

Their departure left a palpable emptiness, and Olivia felt the weight of the conversation weighing fully on her shoulders again.

"Maybe you should, like, use what you've got to make some money, y'know? I mean, it's never too late... And you're, like, kinda cute..." Lucy said with a laugh, earning scowls from everyone present.

"What's that supposed to mean?" asked Brad, who had stayed out of the conversation but now intervened.

"Please, like, don't argue. I can totally get the bathroom fixed and..." Markie spoke hastily, as if she wanted to get the words out before she changed her mind.

"And what? Is there something else you're not telling me?" Olivia asked.

Markie looked helplessly, almost imperceptibly at her sister Lucy, who ignored her and just looked pityingly at Brad.

"Um, and, like..." Markie paused, knowing that mentioning the rent would only strengthen Olivia's decision to pay for everything herself. She didn't want to threaten Olivia's study plans, something she had given up on herself long ago.

Markie hesitated, her eyes fixed on the floor. "I... like, have a few things on my mind? Nothing bad, just, you know... unusual," she finally lied.

Olivia remained silent, her fingers tangled together as if seeking support in her own uncertainty. She barely dared to look at Markie, let alone Lucy. Only Brad, who had just defended her, she was able to give a smile.

"We... like, we'll totally find a solution, yeah?" Markie mumbled, her eyes on Olivia, who was now so red that a damn word was enough to embarrass her.

Olivia nodded mutely, her gaze lowered, her voice a whisper: "Yes."

Brad continued to watch the proceedings with a mixture of concern and interest, knowing that his intervention had made the situation a little better for Olivia, but the gentle smile Lucy gave him made him freeze. Lucy, known for her coldness and ruthlessness, was not signaling anything good with that smile.

Markie seemed determined to go through with her idea. Olivia, whose shyness had now completely overwhelmed her, wanted nothing more than for the ground to swallow her up.