Your name is Erica, and you are a twenty year old
college girl sharing an apartment with a friend from
high school. You slowly drag yourself out of bed,
your shoulder length brunette hair resting on your
modest frame. You're wearing an over-sized hockey
jersey and little else.
As you shamble towards the kitchen, Krystal, your
19 year old blonde roommate is watching cartoons.
She has a slightly less modest figure than yours and
shorter hair, and is lounging about in a tank top and
loose sweat pants.
"Morning, skeepyhead!" She taunts, way too
cheerfully never looking away from her cartoons.
You are about to respond, not realizing that anything
you say will become true...