Because we're in the middle of a crisis, duh
From Create Your Own Story
"Well, it's all a bit strange, isn't it? There's a riot going on, a freak storm, a power outage that knocked out cell phones, and your boyfriend just tried to murder you." You narrow your eyes at her to let her gauge the seriousness of the situation. "It seems like a strange time to be focusing on anything but that."
She sat the empty glass down on the table. "Maybe I"m fucked up then. Maybe the alcohol, paired with the rush of all the craziness is making me extra horny." She bit at the corner of her lip, her glassy eyes locked on yours, and she ran her hand slowly down her side, then clenched up into a fist to grab the hem of her shirt. "Maybe the world is ending or some shit, and I just want to get my rocks off one last time? Who cares."
"I care," you say.
"Do you?" She says, leaning up to pull her shirt up and over her head. Tossing it to the floor, she gives you a grin. Her breasts are round, full, firm, and barely held in check by a black bra. Volumes of cleavage spill up and almost over each cup.
You sigh.
