High Voltage/Tell Elianna Wrong3
From Create Your Own Story
"What's wrong with this sweatshirt," I asked. I just wanted to be comfortable. What was her deal?
"Nothing's wrong with it," she said. "It's just not very...you."
I stood up from the couch and ripped the sweatshirt off of me. I was still wearing the blue long-sleeved shirt from earlier. My shoulders felt very exposed and I'm sure it was now obvious I wasn't wearing a bra. My nipples seemed to poke through my shirt. "Are you happy?" I asked.
Elianna sat me back down on the couch, "Lauren, I'm sorry." She wrapped an arm around me into a hug.
Should I:
