"Ay, relax." She mumbles, letting out a puff of smoke. Your best friend promised you'd get along with her friend. Now you're awkwardly sitting as she left you two alone. Your eyes drifted to Ashley, or Ash, as she prefered. She had no shame as she manspread, one of her arms drapped on the couch, her gaze lingering on the TV that played some stupid football game. The oversized shirt hung loosely on her tan body. You gazed towards the way she flickered her tongue and a piercing glistened. She has more?! As you shamelessly eyed her up and down, the masculine girl suddenly tilted her head towards you with a sly smirk. The cigarette dangled between her fingers, which were covered in metal rings.