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Holly Heights: mailbox

"Hey, it's Asuka! Leave a message after the- Hey Dumbledore, not there!"

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Maybe the witch got them back. And either they're angry with you or likes your boobs a lot.

[ There can't just be no reason for this, right? ]

H-Huh?!

[With a quick glance down at herself, she blushes, realizing what Asuka's saying. At that, she shifts again, covering her chest back up with her arms.]

That's not-! I-... I mean... what if it's something else?

[But what if it's not? That's actually a pretty plausible idea, for Holly Heights... even though Natsuru can't think of any vengeful or boob-loving witches! Still, if she can't get dressed...]

There's got to be something we can do, right? I don't wanna be stuck like this!!!

Should I go to the library or take you to a doctor? If it's an illness doctors should know about it.

[ She can totally understand why she'd be embarrassed, Asuka would be too. ]

I-I don't think it's an illness!!!

[If it was, wouldn't Asuka dressing her have worked? But she's not sure the library would be helpful, either...]

W-Well, either way, you're not leaving me here, right?

It can't just happen for no reason.

Of course not! We have to figure out how to get these on you first.

But how?! If it's not working for you, either...

[What solution could there possibly be?]

M-Maybe it's just these...? So if we get another bra and top...

... But we'd have to leave here to get them!

[Asuka going to pick them up is a possibility, sure, but Natsuru really doesn't want to be left alone like this! Plus, the shops are all closed. So she'd have to go to Natsuru's house, and into Natsuru's room, where Sayaka is probably in bed right now. Not the best sounding plan.]

Are there any spare uniforms here? Maybe those would work.

[ Asuka feels like before going off to find some other clothes at Natsuru's home, there could be anything of use here. Natsuru wouldn't have to go outside or be alone that way. ]

Oh! [That's right...!] I used one of the spare rooms to change! My uniform should still be in there...

... You think maybe it'll work if it's a dress?

[That still leaves her without a bra, even if it does work, but it's better than nothing! At least then she could get home.]

I don't know, but anything's worth a shot, right?

[ They can't just give up like that, can they? ]

Let's go in there and try if it works.

[Natsuru gives an affirmative nod in reply, and... um. Well. That means she's going to have to get up, doesn't it?

It takes her a second to get to her feet, mostly because she insists on keeping her arms right where they are, covering her chest. But it's not long before she's leading the way to the room she changed in. Even if she looks super awkward and embarrassed the whole way...]

It's... over here...

[Just her luck, the door's closed. Asuka has two free hands though, right? She directs what's probably a more pleading look than necessary at her friend.]

Um... c-could you...?

Of course.

[ There's no nead to plea at all, since they're friends. She would help in this kind of situation even if they weren't, but since they are she's even more likely to help.

He opens the door and holds it open for Natsuru. ]

Thanks...

[She hurriedly steps inside. One of the first things they can see in the room is her Cloudberry Jam uniform dress lying on the small (and cheap) bed. These rooms in the club don't get a lot of use, but they're certainly convenient for times like this.

Reluctantly, Natsuru has to pull her arms away from her chest again. It's just Asuka here, so she doesn't think anything of reaching around to unzip her skirt and slip it off. Oh, and she should probably take off her shoes too...]

Ugh... I hope this works...

[Picking up her dress, she steps in and tries to pull it up into place to get her arms through the sleeves. (Do they really count as sleeves when they're barely more than arm holes? She doesn't know, nor does she care right now.)

... Somehow, it's still not working. Maybe she just got so nervous, it slipped?! But no matter how much she tries, she just can't get the dress on.]

[ She watches Natsuru try, frowning at the way the clothes refuse to be put on. ]

That's weird.

[ She steps over, and tries to help pull it up. She's already tried helping her, she doesn't need to ask, does she? She figures she doesn't. ]

[Yeah, at this point, any help is appreciated! She figures she can... trust Asuka with her boobs...

But nope, this just leads to more frustration and confusion.]

How-...?!

[With a sigh of supreme frustration, she collapses back onto the bed, ridiculously half-dressed as she is.]

That's it... I can't go anywhere like this...

[There might be actual tears forming in her eyes. Yeah, this is that frustrating.]

[ Oh no, don't cry! She gives Natsuru a tight hug. ]

It's okay, we'll find a way. I'll hang out with you until we do.

[Half-naked hugging is extremely awkward! Still, she really appreciates it, and finds herself hugging right back. It's actually kind of comforting...]

Th-Thanks, Asuka-chan...

[Oh god, she really is crying. When did that happen? But she's feeling less overwhelmed already, thanks to Asuka.]

Don't worry about it.

[ When she notices that Natsuru really is crying, she hugs her a little tighter, and she's going to give as soothing pats on her back until she's not crying anymore. ]

[Natsuru's able to pull herself together and stop crying fairly quickly, though she's still pretty upset.]

I, um... I guess we're stuck here for a while, then...

Sorry...

[Asuka made the offer herself, but Natsuru still feels bad. It's not like they have anything to do here, except apparently fail at getting her more than half dressed.]

Don't apologize, it's not your fault.

[ It's not like she's doing it on purpose. ]

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