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06| College Parties Suck
Who knew an AI had fashion sense and would deliberately stylize her outfit to show as much "Ass and tits to break Flash's blue balled head". Over the last twenty-four hours, LYLA had shopped endlessly online to swipe the perfect dress, shoes, and accessories to doll (Y/N) up.
She said it's simple to make a guy listen: Wear less clothes and offer them a good time. Say less- that man is yours to play with. She had seen Tempest utilize this trick on Miguel O'Hara- he couldn't stop running back to her for more.
"You look sooooo," LYLA gushed with excitement, her digital persona perking up as she admired (Y/N)'s appearance.
"Stupid," (Y/N) flatly replied, tugging at the skimpy dress that barely passed for a shirt.
As she looked at herself in the mirror, (Y/N) couldn't deny the allure of the outfit that hugged her waist. The silver midi dress revealed her thighs, complemented by the black pumps that accentuated her presence. Her makeup consisted of blue eyeshadow, mascara, and light eyeliner, while her hair was curled to perfection. She felt extravagant, perhaps a bit too much for a mere upstairs party, but LYLA insisted she looked gorgeous.
"Stop that! You look sexy!" LYLA shushed her with a touch of maternal concern. She longed to experience the feeling of being desired, tired of flirting with emotionless AI.
"Like I used to back in my days," LYLA sighed, her hand on her forehead in mock admiration.
(Y/N) couldn't help but stifle a grin, mumbling, "Mhm, oldie."
LYLA gasped dramatically, pointing accusingly at (Y/N). "Stop it! I'm still in my prime design," she retorted, gesturing to her digital form with delicate pride.
Amidst their playful banter, (Y/N) had lingering doubts about their plan.
"Do you really think this will work? We don't even have a solid plan," she voiced her concerns, crossing her arms and looking down in contemplation.
Hesitating for a moment, LYLA responded, "If Flash gets angry enough, his anomaly activity should be picked up by the Spider Society's security system. It's designed to detect potential disruptions in the universe."
But (Y/N) remained skeptical. "What if this is meant to happen in the canon? Won't we only make things worse?"
"Trust me, Flash Thompson never gains powers in any universe that powerful or allows him to glitch out of existence," LYLA assured her.
Taking a deep breath, (Y/N) acknowledged that while doubts persisted, she had the opportunity to shape her future. She hoped that this possibility outweighed the uncertainty gnawing at her mind.
Pessimism was not a desirable trait at the moment.
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Making her way up the stairs, (Y/N) reflected on how she had ended up in this predicament. As she ascended, she couldn't help but notice the young adults hanging out on the stairwell. Some couples were engaged in passionate kisses, while others were engaged in casual flirting. Their gazes often turned towards her, their eyes lingering a bit too long.
