Bastien's Obsession
— “No. I don’t want anything short or revealing.”
— “But it’s hot, Ara.”
— “It doesn’t matter. I don’t want to.”
— “Alright,” Lucca said, picking out more pants for her to choose from. “Look, underwear. Want help with that... or do you prefer to do it alone?”
— “Alone,” Aracely blushed. Lucca smiled, finding her shyness endearing.
— “Pick several sets. That way we won’t have to go out again.”