>>1605569I'm hungry, cafeteria food is never that good and there's a WcDonalds just over the street. Looks like there's a new special on. Some kind of Habanero Burger. Pity I don't like spicy food, so I just pick up one of their large chicken burger meals and look for a place to sit down. I wouldn't normally justify this many calories, but I accidentally skipped breakfast so I deserve it.
I can feel a problem with my new extra-tiny panties. Because they're barely tall enough to cover a quarter of my arse, there's a natural tendency for them to ride down. By now the back is sitting where my butt meets my thighs, covering approximately zero percent of what panties are supposed to cover, and threatening to slip down further, which I bet has pulled the front out of whack too. Careful positioning is required for it to cover anything, after all. Why didn't I realise this before I picked up a tray of poorly balanced food? I'm not really wearing panties at all, like this they're basically a couple of garters that happen to be linked together. I should tie them tighter next time.
Putting that thought aside, I happen to see a girl wearing my school's uniform, from the looks of things she's from the year above. What's she doing off campus at this time? Her skirt seems to be far longer than the regulation one, coming way past her knees, and her boyish hair is blatantly died a brownish green colour. She's in a seat facing the window so I can't see her face. I could go and talk to her, possibly make a friend, but there's no way I'd be able to fix my panties in a window seat at a bar without flashing the whole street, so I could find a seat in the corner and do that. She looks to be mostly done eating though, so if I waste time retying my panties at a different table she might just leave.
PROMPT:
A) Introduce ourselves to this green haired girl. (Optional: Write in an introductory phrase or question for us to open with.)
B) Fix our panties in peace.
