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Emma, 15:23
Where the fuck am I supposed to get some decent clothes?!
Stephanie, 15:27
What do you mean? You were given everything. What kind of question is that?
Emma, 15:28
Given?! Is that what you call this bra-corset and mini skirt?! I look like I’m about to audition for some porno mutt!
Stephanie, 15:28
That kind of language isn’t appropriate for a young lady, Emma. You need to remember who you are. By the way, send me a photo for the report.
Emma, 15:30
Yeah, sure...
[Photo sent]
In the photo — Emma is sitting on the couch, the skirt hiked so high her thighs are practically on display, her breasts pushed out from under the frills like they’re trying to escape. A mug in her hand, lips slightly parted, eyes glazed over with a drunk kind of detachment.
Emma, 15:31
What, cat got your tongue? Don’t like what you see? Everyone’s staring at me. I’m telling you, send me some new clothes!
Stephanie, 15:32
Is that... BEER?! Thomas! Are you fucking serious right now? You're supposed to be a professional!
Emma, 15:33
A professional with tits you could balance a coffee cup on! Want me to send you front and side shots, so you can assess the geometry? 😤
As for the beer... sorry, couldn’t hold out. After the third “Hey baby, are you really a freshman?” I reached for the damn mug myself.
Stephanie, 15:33
You're gonna blow the whole operation! You're supposed to be in the psychology lecture, not lying drunk on the couch like...
Emma, 15:34
...like a...