The Queen Bitch

You always admired CL's beauty. Seeing her in the corner of the room as she slowly eats her breakfast. She is alone. Perhaps ready for your company.

You begin to make your way over. She pays you no mind as you approach. She ignores you continuing to eat. Nervously you ask "mind if I join you?"

CL finally looks your way although part of you wishes she hadn't. Her glare feels like it is burning your soul.

"Strip!". She commands.

"I'm sorry?". I ask nervously looking around. I noticed the cafeteria is much quieter than before and everyone's eyes are on us.

"You heard me! Strip or get out of my sight."