(Chapter originally by Misayaka on writing.com)
Fuuka felt awful about saying such a cruel thing. She didn't know what had come over her!
Elizabeth was too smart. She reassured herself with that knowledge, expecting for the pale girl to laugh at her, and tell Fuuka to stop being so foolish, or give her a much-deserved chastising.
Suffice it to say, the last thing she expected was for Elizabeth to slip her fingers beneath the hem of her top and start removing it.
"W, what are you doing!"
Elizabeth stopped, her top just inches away from baring the fronts of her breasts, leaving quite a tantalizing view of her curves from beneath the half-removed garment.
"Why, you said I should be naked. So, I'm going to be."
Fuuka's eyes widened, and she held up her hands, red-faced.
"You, you can't do that here! We're in the hall! Come on, you need to..."
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