[Location: Lobby then outside] You can brush my hair; undress me everywhere
Cassie jerked back to consciousness on the couch where she lay. Her hand went to her face, scrubbing it tiredly. When she'd splayed across one of the couches in the mansion lobby, she hadn't expected to fall asleep. But, apparently, she had. She sat up with a grunt, scrubbing a hand down her face before scratching at her scalp. Sending her sleep-mussed hair all over the place, she slowly straightened, leaning against the back of the couch, working the sleepy dust from her eyes.
A muttered curse later, she was vertical. She made her way to the door, intending on getting herself something extremely caffeinated to drink. When she opened her eyes fully, and focused on the world around her, she stopped.
Something was horribly wrong.
Either she missed the 'wear nothing but your unmentionables' day memo or she was still dreaming. People just didn't go around in their underpants.... Or lack thereof. It had to be the second one. Which made her wonder about her subconscious, making her see all of the people in this whacked out city in their 'how do you dos'.
An older gentleman, rotund, with a big Santa belly walked past, wearing a pair of bright red, lacy panties. Cassie's eyes squeezed shut with a disgusted sound.
"Yep, definitely dreaming."
A muttered curse later, she was vertical. She made her way to the door, intending on getting herself something extremely caffeinated to drink. When she opened her eyes fully, and focused on the world around her, she stopped.
Something was horribly wrong.
Either she missed the 'wear nothing but your unmentionables' day memo or she was still dreaming. People just didn't go around in their underpants.... Or lack thereof. It had to be the second one. Which made her wonder about her subconscious, making her see all of the people in this whacked out city in their 'how do you dos'.
An older gentleman, rotund, with a big Santa belly walked past, wearing a pair of bright red, lacy panties. Cassie's eyes squeezed shut with a disgusted sound.
"Yep, definitely dreaming."