>>5420034“Come on in!” Commands the tomboy as she guides you into the house! “I’d ask you to take those shoes off, but we won’t be here for long…”
Ushered through a small entryway caked in sand, pebbles, and slightly-damp flip-flops, you’re led into a living room dominated by a white, shaggy rug and a massive L-shaped couch in front of what used to be a <span class="mu-i">really</span> big TV. Nowadays it’s just… meh. You notice a few vacant spots on the wall in between pictures … like the photos were all taken down or something.
“Take a seat–stay a while!” Orders Mitzi as she scurries off towards what you assume is the kitchen, “Want anything? Coffee? Juice? Sloppy Makeout?”
Collapsing into the soft embrace of the couch, you weigh your options… coffee sou-wait, what was the last one?
“I said ‘<span class="mu-i">protein shake</span>’, Stan–get your mind outta’ the gutter…” She replies, peeking her head out of the kitchen with a wink! “There’s still some of that bottle left if you want some… but it <span class="mu-i">IS</span> pretty early in the day, huh?”
Yea, well, you stammer, distracted by images of people surfing on TV, you actually wanted to talk to her about-
“Oh shit, I got just the thing!”
Deftly parrying your lead-in, Mitzi returns with two green cans covered in a strange, alien language!
“Keek hung out last night–brought over these <span class="mu-i">awesome</span> sodas! Pretty sure they’re ‘<span class="mu-i">Yuzu</span>’-flavored…”
Huh, you remark as you take the droplet-covered can out of Mitzi’s extended hand, the hell’s that?
The girl plops onto the couch next to you and cracks open the can with a daring look in her eyes! “Pretty sure it means ‘<span class="mu-i">Squid Testicle</span>’ in <span class="mu-i">Japanese</span>.” Instantly giggling at the wide-eyed stare you give her, she brings her drink to your lips and forces a sip into you laughing all the while!
Fighting to escape the foul drink, you calm down a bit when you find it to be… kinda <span class="mu-i">lemony</span>-flavored! Hey, you snarl, this ain’t <span class="mu-i">nut-flavored!</span> Ass!
“Ya got me…” Sighs Mitzi as she takes a sip of her own, “It’s a kind of citrus. No testicles included, sorry…”
Popping open your own can, you take a swig and let out a contented sigh as the drink tickles your throat the whole way down!
“Man,” breathes Mitzi with a smile on her face, “Cold drinks and hot gals–what more could we want, huh?”
Well, you mutter as you relish in the relaxation for a moment, a <span class="mu-i">jetpack</span> would be pretty neat.
“Yea…” Sighs Mitzi with a forlorn look on her face, “That <span class="mu-i">would</span> be pretty neat…”
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