You and Lash were in a mall, both looking for some new clothes after a rough game of ‘Save the Citizen’ had left you both a bit less than satisfied on your wardrobes. Both of you decided it’d be quicker to share a dressing room in order to get out as fast as possible.

He’d turned to ask which shirt looked better from first impressions, when he saw you wearing a tight, compressed top, perfectly hugging your form,

“Zip me up?”

Such innocent words, he was nearly in a trance…