Where does Yuki go?
Social gathering!
None of the neighbors really knew Yuki.
They knew the name! They'd seen the prim and proper businesswoman, leaving at the crack of dawn in her business suit, and coming home well after dark. But none of them had ever really talked to her, though not for lack of trying.
Every Saturday night, the rather social and friendly neighborhood held a little gathering! Nothing fancy-- A barbecue. A pool party. Game night, movie night. Something to bring the community together. Every time, Yuki was invited. And every time, she politely declined, if she'd reply at all.
Needless to say, they weren't expecting anything different tonight.
"Alright-- Got one whiskey sour and two margaritas!" Savannah called out, with guests quickly flocking her backyard bar.
Savannah was a bartender at a rather high class establishment, and it was her turn to host the gathering this week! So, she did what she did best-- She shook drinks, shook her big boobs in her little black tank top, and had music playing! What more could a party need?
She was a looker, of course! Mid-twenties. Smooth, dark skin, with long, dirty blonde braids that reached down her back. She hadn't worn a bra tonight, letting the edges of her dark areolas peek out just enough for a little fun.
She was easily the most stylish and outgoing in the neighborhood! Friends with everyone... Except Yuki, much to her dismay. One day.
"Don't you boys go messing up my backyard! You break it, you're buying something fancier!" She laughed. Those that weren't ogling her were playing all sorts of games.
She turned back toward her supplies, like a well-mannered machine, organizing her liquors and restocking her ice. Despite this, and the noise of the party, she instantly knew that someone was approaching her bar from behind...
"What can I get you, sweetie? You want a beer? Cocktail? We got wine chilling-"
"Something... Something sweet. Please." A timid voice replied, clearly uncertain how to answer. Savannah stood up straight, turned around, and in the same moment, the rest of the party seemed to take notice as well...
Of the petite, unfamiliar yet instantly recognizable Asian woman. Standing bare naked at the bar, without so much as covering her less than elegant body with her hands.
She looked up at the stunned bartender... Then the rest of her neighbors... And swallowed, pressing her glasses up her face.
"Hello. My name is Yuki. I believe I was... Invited?"
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