Some friend

Sofia tilted her head back, letting the warm breeze cool the sweat on her collarbones. Leonor sat beside her, elbows on her knees, eyes half-lidded with a calm neither of them understood. Then a voice, high and familiar, sliced through the air:

"Wait, Sofia? Leonor?"

Both turned.

A figure stood at the curve of the gravel path, holding a crumpled map and blinking beneath wide, round sunglasses. Elisabeth. wearing what seemed to be fishnet stockings and a corsage.

"Oh my god," she said as she walked up. "What are you two doing here? And. Sofia, are you... topless?"

Sofia blinked down at herself and laughed, not self-conscious, just surprised. "I guess I am. It stopped feeling important."

Leonor stretched her arms over her head lazily, showing off her thick nipples. "We took the Nipple Fucker. Don’t ask. Or do."

Elisabeth looked around. Her mouth curled into a half-smile. "I just got here. They mailed me a free entry pass. And then I suddenly was in this weird store, and they gave me new clothes. Not very appropriate, but it seems to fit the park.

Sofia grinned. "As real as it gets."

"And as weird as it wants to be," Leonor added.

Elisabeth smirked. "Well, I suppose since you're both already under the spell, I might as well join in. What's next?"

"No idea. But let’s find out."