Chelsea sulks

Chelsea spent the next hour sulking in her room. That was fine with me- I scrolled on my phone, finished the pizza and watched some TV. After all, I had all the time in the world, and she wasn't going anywhere!

Finally, around noon, she sulked out of her bedroom. Still naked, still adverting her gaze, still clutching her privates. Her expression was stern and angry- which, on a naked and cowering girl, just came across as adorable really.

"Jason, I need clothes." She said, with all the authority she could muster- which was basically none.

"Sorry babe, you know you're naked forever." I replied casually.

"Jason, that's absurd!" Chelsea whined. "I can't be naked forever!"

"Why not?" I asked.

"Because it's embarrassing!" She moaned. I can't do anything! I'm stuck hiding in the house, covering myself, unable to do anything!"

"That's your call." I pointed out. "You can do anything you want- being naked shouldn't stop you! What do you want to do?"