You try, but...

It's come down to the point where you really can't screw around anymore. You try to get focused and you even manage to sneak up on Alex. Despite this advantage, though, he still manages to put you down yet again. You drop the controller and pound your hands against your legs in frustration. "Oh, come ON! I totally had you!" Alex just laughs and looks at you, his eyes transfixed on your body, your breasts jiggling under the protective cloth with each strike of your hands.

Realizing you can't weasel your way out of it, you pull the sweatshirt from your chest and throw it at Alex in frustration. He's beaming ear to ear as your breasts are finally exposed in their full glory to him. "There -- happy?" you ask rhetorically.

His smile immediately softens. "What?" he asks, almost incredulous. "No, of course not. You didn't take anything off."

"Of course I did!" you rebut. You'd just exposed yourself to him!

"No, you had taken off your sweatshirt after you died last time; you can't take the same item of clothing off twice."

"But if I was wearing a bra-" you begin to say.

"It's not my fault you challenged me to this without wearing a bra," he said matter-of-factly. "You can either take something off, or you can let me touch your breasts for a bit."