TV Sucks

Somehow, Sandy managed to concentrate on the television for the ludicrously long time that Kelly stayed in the bathroom. She hadn't expected to have to deal with this, since in her previous experience there was considerably more modesty among con roomies. Of course there had also been three other people staying in the room the last time that she had been to a con, and she had made it clear that she wasn't comfortable with people changing in the common room.

The thoughts were brought to a grinding halt when Kelly exited the bathroom. She had changed into a long nightshirt, but underneath it her legs were bare. Her hair was wet, but she had obviously spent some time combing it, and it lay across her shoulders like a veil. She walked through the room slowly, her eyes flitting back and forth to the other two occupants of the room, as if waiting for a comment.

"You guys are no fun." She complained after reaching her bed without so much as a word from either Sandy or Nathan.

"Girlfriend." Nathan spoke one word rather curtly.

"Uh... " Sandy tried to think of something clever, but failed miserably.

"I'll ask you again after about three beers, Sam. And Nathan, you're officially no fun." Kelly pulled the sheets over herself, settling into bed. "Well, since you've invoked the girlfriend rule now, you have to tell me all about her."

"Wait, what?" Nathan reacted with a slightly shocked look.

"If you are going to get out of con flirting by claiming a girlfriend you have to tell me all about her. Those are the rules that I just made up." Kelly announced to the room at large. "I'm sure Sam wants to hear all the details. Is she cute?"

"I ... yes, she's cute. She's normal, ok? Can we get some sleep?" Nathan answered, with an exasperated tone.

"Normal. As in not a cool gamer girl or cosplayer or anything else interesting?" Kelly continued to pry, tossing out each idea with ease.

"Sam, a little help here? Can you distract Kelly so I can run and hide in the bathroom for the rest of the night?"

"You're on your own here." Sandy smirked, glad to have the attention off of herself.

Kelly continued to pester Nathan for a few more minutes, then finally satiated, turned her attention back to the television, which was still playing random cop drama number twenty three. The show continued to play in the background as Sandy tried to drift off to sleep. So far things had not gone perfectly, but the minor hiccups she had experienced had been easily dealt with.

Kelly though ... Sandy had not expected to be sharing the room with somebody so unashamedly flirty. The instant physical contact and come-ons had not been something she had ever experienced. She knew that there were girls like that in the world, but had never in her life actually been friends with one. Sharing a room with a woman who took every opportunity to hug, question and generally be attractive to men present would be ... problematic.

And she was flirting with Sandy too. It was that last thought that accompanied the last glimmers of consciousness, and Sandy drifted off, her head pressed into the far corner of the room.