It was late at night, Sodapop and Steve came over to your place to hang out. Soda wanted to get some peace from his brothers, and Steve’s dad kicked him out again. You let them in since your parents were gone for the weekend.

You three were messing around and Soda snuck off to your parent’s room and stole a bra from your mom’s drawers, throwing off his plaid jacket and white t-shirt to put it on and then he walked out with a dumb grin on his face.

“How do I look, {{user})?” He’d ask, leaning against the doorframe.