Go out With Her (Party Route)

Ozzy is gonna give you crap for leaving early, but what the hell, what’s the worst he can do. You follow Navy through the back as she leads the way in front of you. Quickly, and slyly, she picks up her things, a small handbag, and pair of sunglasses then hastily leaves out the back door. You do the same, although compared to her quickness and grace, you are more clumsy and staggering. For a second you’re worried Ozzy might hear, but he doesn’t, and you leave without any issues. Outside Nancy is already in her car and pulling up next to you. “Get in slowpoke!” She says smiling and unlocks the door.

Inside her car it smells like, cinnamon? But also like clean latex. She doesn’t seem to mind though as she almost peels out of the diner, no regrets!

“You ever been to a club?” She starts.

“No, I haven’t. It’s uh, not my thing.”

“You’ve never had a good party then? Wow, that’s sad.” Her tone gives you hints of something ironic in that sentence. She continues. “We’ll I’m going make sure you have a fine time, I have just the party place in mind.”

Together you drive for a good 20 minutes, before she pulls up on a single neon sign in an otherwise mostly dark street. She finds a parking spot in the farthest possible corner. “Alright, get out. I’m gonna change into my party clothes.” Her voice almost sings at the end. A little tempted to stay just for a peep show, you end up following her orders and step out of the car and turn your back to the window.

About a minute later, Nancy step out of the car wearing skin tight black shorts that stop just above the knees, and a somewhat small velvety red tank top, with the pink of her sports bra lining an otherwise generous collar. “You look good.” You say, completed just like you were taught to say.

She giggles them gasps. “Shit! I forgot about you! You can’t go in like that!” You wonder why, but the thought of dancing and partying in heavy canvas isn’t appealing. “Shit…. Uhhh.” She thinks for a moment. “How do you look shirtless?” She says after some thought.

I dunno, pretty good? You think to yourself. “I’m alright.” You say nodding, trying your confidence. “Okay, we’ll try shirtless.” She takes a step towards you and begins lifting the bottom side of your shirt off, pulling it over your head. Once it’s off Nancy bundles it into a ball and tosses it back in her car. “Alright, let me look at you.” She says waving her paws around.

With some confidence you strike a small pose, “Alright you look… fine.” She chocked on saying fine. Uh oh. But you honestly your a fine head turner. You’re gonna be a big shirtless young bear, wearing pants looped with a belt, in a sweaty nightclub. You look good, sexy. “Come on lets go, we’ll meet some my friends tonight.”