Before Enjoying Tonight, Prepare for Tomorrow

As Clara fumbles with her keys at her apartment door, you pull out your phone to check the app. The screen immediately glows pink, Becky's cartoon face materializing with a knowing smirk.

"Eager to see what's coming tomorrow, aren't we?" she coos, twirling a blonde strand around her finger. "I love a girl who plans ahead!"

Clara glances over her shoulder, the door half-open. "One second, babe. Just need to check something," you explain, following her into the apartment but keeping your eyes on the screen.

Becky's animated face fills the display, her digital eyes sparkling with mischief. "Since you've been such an overachiever today, I'll give you a little preview." She makes a show of looking through digital files, her cartoon tongue poking out in concentration. "Tomorrow's theme is... Office Tease!"

The app displays a silhouette of you in the outfit you purchased earlier—the tight pencil skirt, the barely-buttoned blouse, the sky-high heels.

"Your tasks will involve that delicious new outfit and..." Becky pauses dramatically, "a proper office environment. Think your banker friend can help with that?" She winks suggestively.

Clara moves behind you, wrapping her arms around your waist and peering over your shoulder. "Instagram again?" she asks, unable to see what you see.

"Just checking my schedule for tomorrow," you reply smoothly, the app's magic making the lie effortless.

"Each task tier gets spicier than before," Becky continues, either unaware or uncaring of Clara's proximity. "Tease will be relatively innocent—just looking the part. But by the time you hit Taste..." She fans herself theatrically. "Let's just say you might want to find an empty conference room."

She blows a kiss at the screen. "That's all the spoilers you get for now, honey bunch! But I will say this—Clara's banking connections might be very useful tomorrow. Sweet dreams!"

The screen dims back to your normal home screen as Clara's lips find your neck.

"Schedule looking clear?" she murmurs against your skin. "Because I have plans for tonight that don't involve phones."

She takes the device from your hand, placing it on a nearby table before turning you in her arms.

"Now, where were we?" she purrs, backing you toward her bedroom with clear intent in her eyes.

20:40 | Sunday 3 August 2025 | Clara's Apartment

All daily tasks completed!

Return Points: 30/100

Babe Bucks: 20