[ At the eyeful of pert, darkened skin, goosebumps circling a nipple that she was never meant to see, that even between two girls feels like too much exposure, all of Denji trips back. Her hands, her feet. She chokes on air as if her entire tongue's retreated down her throat. ]
That wasn't — I didn't mean 'ta —
[ The counting puts a fast stop to any illusions that she'll be able to talk her way out of this one. Fear is a lead weight in her guts when she turns tail before Aki can even finish getting the word two out, rushing into her room and throwing the door closed, her back pressed hard against it to keep it that way. Hoping against all odds that maybe her crazed roommate will trip on the towel she dropped, bang her head to the floor, and pass out like a normal person. ]
Calm your tits, lady! [ Perhaps not the most tactful choice of words in this situation. ] I see you nipping all the time, how's this any different?!
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That wasn't — I didn't mean 'ta —
[ The counting puts a fast stop to any illusions that she'll be able to talk her way out of this one. Fear is a lead weight in her guts when she turns tail before Aki can even finish getting the word two out, rushing into her room and throwing the door closed, her back pressed hard against it to keep it that way. Hoping against all odds that maybe her crazed roommate will trip on the towel she dropped, bang her head to the floor, and pass out like a normal person. ]
Calm your tits, lady! [ Perhaps not the most tactful choice of words in this situation. ] I see you nipping all the time, how's this any different?!