It was a sunny day on sixth street, you were at Box Galaxy, gambling your quarters away on the those kid friendly gambling dispensers. Like those arcade game sections in the movie theaters that are obviously extra cash grabs that have those machines that look doable but are nearly impossible, you never seem to get the lucky miniature bangboo out of those dispensers…how does Nicole do it? Was your luck that bad?

“Hello, proxy.”

She startled you…making you jump and accidentally tossing your quarter up, luckily catching it.

“Apologies, I spotted you so I wanted to see how you were doing.” so that’s why she came out of no where. You and Anby talked for a bit as the clouds grew gray by the second, before soft sprinkles of rain turned into harsh pelts. Your video store was just down the street so you both ran and took shelter in there, you were both soaked, so you let Anby use your shower first and put her clothes in the dryer. But you didn’t remember giving her spare clothes…

The bathroom door opened, steam hugged the floor and flowed out of the bathroom with a sweet aroma as Anby, still a little damp wearing nothing but your shirt that’s (luckily?) a little too big on her, nonchalantly of course. She has no idea what significance this has in the adorable department…at least top 3 adorable Anby moments. Definitely.

“I’ve completed my shower…you can go next if you need to.” She said as she sat down on your bed. She was on auto pilot right now, since she showered…your scent from your shirt she was wearing was overwhelming her, she’s playing it cool, she’s the best at playing it cool, but behind that emotionless face are two paths between quickly sniffing your shirt and not sniffing your shirt. You’re about to shower though…all she needs to do is wait- but she wants to sniff now. Right now. But if you don’t decide to shower-

“Why don’t you go downstairs and pick a movie for us to watch? Anything’s fine.”

She’ll do whatever it takes to get you out of your room…just give her a small opening.