Who: Su & OTA When: Tuesday after work Where: Local shops What: A grocery excursion turns into a lingerie excursion
Gym time was always a well deserved reward after work. Not only was it satisfying to beat up a punching bag after the day's boring shift, but the longer she spent there, the more on par she felt with her coworkers who always seemed to be at least twice her size. After a good hour of working out, a sweaty Su dropped by a local grocery store where she restocked on the necessary carbs.
On her way out, she passed by a lingerie store. Every day she walked back to her flat, she would pass by this very boutique and not think twice about going inside. In fact, she would sneer a little whenever she saw a teenage girl enter it. Though today was a little different. Since her conversation with Lisa over the journals about their lack of feminine wiles, Su had been thinking more and more about her wardrobe. The life of a Hit Witch was hardly glamourous. It was filled with workout clothes, her uniform, and perhaps one rather outdated dress for those formal occasions she was obliged to go to. It was no wonder she didn't have any feminine wiles. Oh, and the fact that she could squat a fully adult man probably didn't help either.
But she was terribly overtaken by curiosity! After contemplating for a good block, she swallowed her pride and turned, making a beeline into the lacier section of the strip with her tote full of dried pasta still on her shoulder. After shooing away a rather lethargic salesgirl, Su made her way deep into the jungle of lace, neon fabrics, and frilly bras.
Picking up a bright blue G-string, she stretched out the thin material with her fingers. "How the hell--" She marveled at the thing as she raised it closer to her face to inspect it. It's lack of coverage astounded her. She prayed that nobody she knew would find her inside of the store.