The Tights
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"Hey guys I need to go use the bathroom, I'll be right back" I said as I was getting up.
A few minutes later
As I was standing in the bathroom fixing myself, when I hear someone get in.
"Hey iris!" I turn around to find Lime staring at me.
"What are you doing here?" Shock written on my face.
"I came to wash my hand?" Saying it more as if it was a question "is it a crime to come in the bathroom while your in?" She says jokingly while punching me lightly.
"No I'm sorry, I was busy in my own world" I let out a fake laugh knowing its not the truth.
"Oh okay..." Phew thank goodness she didn't find out, "But wait Iris that's not your skin?" She says while pointing to my legs while I quickly try to hide my secret, "Aren't those tights?" I nod shyly, "Wait come here"
I try to shift away but she catches me and pulls my tights, "How many are you wearing?" She says looking shocked at the amount.
"5" I whisper so low thinking she can't hear me, but I'm wrong when I hear a loud laugh.
"Why are you wearing so many?"
"Because its cold?" I say while putting on my usual fake smile
"Your lying!......tell me now" she says while backing me against the door.
"Okay fine!.......so there's this guy"
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Iris always told people to never change to get attention from a lover but what happens when she can't even take her own advice.
Mature in a way
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