No, you’ve done enough damage already.

Looking around, you check the time again. Your tummy grumbles. “I am running out of time to get anything done. I was going to get some normal clothes.” With a sigh you tidy up her room to cover your tracks, and just put on what she got for you. A last look in the mirror. “Oh, what the heck, I look more like a girl in this. Before I probably looked like a guy trying to dress up in like a slut costume. Now I just look like a girl in college, going about my day. Ugh. I need pants. I’m not a damned girl.” You huff, refusing to acknowledge, if you washed off the makeup and took out the extensions, that would make a difference.

You get your keys, and your phone together and… no pockets… not a single one. “Ugh, I still don’t even know how to use the money I got.” It takes till nearly 8 to figure it out, but you are able to link it to your phone and have a virtual credit card to pay with.

Keys in one hand, phone in the other, you finally head out the door. You get to the parking garage, and eventually find your car. “That’s something at least.” Then you discover it effectively empty, and remember Lisa gave all the clothes you brought to goodwill. “Fuck. I forgot about that. Are any stores even open now?”

You look on your phone for anything that might sell clothing. Your tummy rumbles. “Ugh. I need food, like right now.”

“Ugh, I’m downtown.” Looking at your phone, it might be easier to just walk around and get something near the campus. No, walking around like this, legs bare, navel showing, you’re just asking for trouble. Look what happened yesterday. You get in and fire it up. The skirt is so light, it feels like nothing. You pull out of the garage and instantly hit a wall of traffic. You don’t even seem to be moving at all. Several times you are passed by a bicycle. Once by someone walking. “Well this was stupid.” Using gps, you crawl your way north till you see something promising on your map, glad to have the car play feature in your car. “Oasis, something, you don’t catch it entirely, but you do find a place to park.

The waiter is nice, a little flirty. You catch yourself blushing more than once, why? The food is vegan Mediterranean. Really good. Your tummy seems happy now. A glass of wine seems like a perfect end to the meal. A little looking online while you eat, you find a store a bit farther north, “Cynthia’s Treasures.” It is open till 2 am, there isn’t much info online, but it mentions clothing and toys, so it’s probably a little department store or something. Or just call it a night. Or, it is a Saturday in a big city. You could always go to a club, or just call it a night.