Lina gathers her findings

By the end of the week I had a system going. I don't know how long I'm going to have to live like this for, so I may as well get comfortable.

First, I organised my wardrobe by skimpiness. After a few experiments I was able to give each top a rough percentage that I'd be able to tolerate wearing the top without getting into trouble. It was hard to stay below 25% over the course of the day - even walking past a badly kept lawn would give me a few % - so baggy tops were completely out of the question. The turtleneck I wore before is what I'd call a 10% top, and the black sheer top I'd stolen from Emily is a 40% top before things get excessively tingly.

I also learned that my 'judgyness' resets at midnight, so at the beginning of the day I could wear anything, but by the end I was usually wearing something I'd be ashamed of.

I've not gotten it above 50% so far and I've had to resort to some pretty awful outfits just for that. I wonder if at 100% I'd have to be basically topless.

My last finding was that I need to be packing spare skimpy tops at all times in case something unexpected comes up (like Mia, or mass incompetence by my fellow students).

If anything, most of the tops I've worn to college this week have helped me blend in more than I did before, so I think college is bearable, if still embarrassing. However, I'm not going to be at college forever. I'm trying to get an internship placement over the summer and I doubt they'll be keen on having this in the office. Worse still, I have occasions like graduation. Can I keep myself under control long enough to graduate in a robe?

I was wondering when the app was going to assert itself on me again. Thursday evening, exactly a week from when this all started my phone buzzed.

Now, I'm mad at Mia for doing this to me, but I hadn't yet been able to direct that energy back at her, and I wasn't sure what to expect when the timer hit zero.

"Seems like you got to see how Mia would have you live... fancy forgiving her?"

I'm given two options, a green 'yes', and a red 'no.' Of course I press no. She has no idea what she's done by making me into a walking violation of my own values.

"What shall we do with her then?"