No, she's just being paranoid.

Sabrina decided against it. "What am I thinking? I've heard her over voice chat! She is a girl- my girlfriend." Her voice trails off as she begins thinking about it. She slowly begins to fantasize about meeting Ashley, going back to her hotel room and making their relationship 'official.' Her hand slowly creeps down her stomach towards her lower lips. She rubs softly and moans.

She, of course, wasn't new to this sort of thing. She would occasional fantasize about her significant others and what she would do if they could only meet in person. She began to think about Ashley's flat stomach, leading to her ample breasts. While the two never actually swapped naked pictures, they were very open about sexual information, such as bra sizes, favorite sex postitions, and sensitive areas.

Sabrina continued to rub her lower area as her other hand slid up to massage her breast over her shirt. She knew her boobs weren't that large; only 36B's, but her tanned skin and toned body seemed to make up for it. She continued to think about Ashley, mentally stripping her down, pinning her to the bed and having her way with her. The longer she thought about this, the closer she came to her climax.

Moments before her first orgasm, she pulled her hand away, breathing a bit heavily. She looked down to make sure there was no mess on her bed. She didn't want anyone to have any idea what she did, while also saving it for Ashley. With no 'evidence' left behind, she slowly turned over and drifted to sleep.

The next day, Sabrina got up and dressed into her costume. The character she was dressing as had no sense of modesty- the cobalt blue uniform was more akin to a bikini than a "warrior's fighting outfit." It was seperated into 2 pieces, the top basically only covering a few inches around her nipples while the bottoms were just a ripped up skirt with panties underneath. It was super-revealing, but it was money and the chance to play the new game for free. She texted Ashley that she was heading out, as well as a picture of how she looked to help Ash find her.

Sabrina headed to the convention hall in her new gettup, trying not to notice all of the eyes glued to her. She walked over to the booth and got a bunch of smiles. The men and other cosplayers greeted her and showed her to the picture stands. It was typical for people to want to take pictures with the models, so Sabrina smiled and began working.

As the day went on and people lined up, Sabrina kept feeling more and more nervous. She kept an eye out for any red-heads in her vicinity, none of which were the Ashley in the picture. 4 hours into her shift, and she began to get worried. 'What if she stood me up?' She thought. 'What if she's not actually who she says she is?' After another 2 hours, her shift was over. She walked back to the booth and told the runner that she was heading out. Before she could leave, however, he stopped her. "Hey! Before you go, some girl left a note for you. She said to give it to you when your shift was up."

He handed her a piece of paper and walked back to his booth. Sabrina opened it up and read it to herself. "Sabrina, sorry I didn't go up to you and say this in person. I'm... A bit too nervous to do this in public. I booked room 209 at the hotel 7 down the street. I'd like if we could meet in private. Sorry, Ashley. <3"

Sabrina was a bit stunned, questioning if she should even try to meet her. "I didn't see her anywhere near the booth, so how did she leave the note?" She was unsure of what to do.