Taking a deep breath she turned her head up and looked me face toface. "Willow, would you mind if we stayed like this for a littlewhile?" she pleaded... "I don't want you to think badly of me, but Ifeel real comfortable like this with you and I don't want to changeback right away." She got it out all in a rush and then waited withdowncast eyes for me to answer. I walked around the table and turned her towards me, putting myfinger under her chin I tilted her eyes up till she could see mine. "Of. .. I guess he just feels bad about the whole thing..." Well I wish he would stop harassing me about it..."We half laughed, knowing that our bashing of him was just an attempt to help me get over him. What he had done was stupid and unforgivable, right?Whatever, more on that later.She led the way, carrying two bowls filled to the brim with chips. I was stuck carrying the bowl of pretzels and a two liter bottle of diet coke. We went back in to get the rest of the food, and then some of the. Fuck. She was still casually lounging on the carpeted convention floor beside her purse, debating the merit of letting a restless hand wander down into her pants, when she caught a flash of pink in her peripheral vision. Can’t be.. A mottled-blonde cosplayer was trudging past, a familiar-looking girl in tall red boots, long gloves, and a bright pink-and-red sundress that just barely concealed the delightful hemispheres of an incredible butt. It is, it’s that Flamituff, the weird little weeb. I’ll take a rain check, okay?” “Not okay. You need to be out of here, and you need to tell old Charlie what’s got your dauber so down in the mud today; I’m tired of everyone asking me what’s wrong with you.” I was a little amazed that anyone – but especially Charlie – had noticed. I’d thought I’d been acting fairly normal. “Well, that’s just about at the bottom of my list of things to do, so if you’ll close the door behind you…” “Now Dave, you know I’m not leaving until you give up and come.