Vivia’s Average Work Day

The sunlight breaks through the slits in the blinds; a new day has dawned. It’s a Thursday.

Ren awakens early again. The numbers 6.30AM read on the clock. She sits up in bed, quietly yawning, noticing the gently sleeping Vivia in a state of dream-bliss. But, paying no attention, she makes her way for a morning hot shower with clean clothes in arm.

After a thirty minute shower, getting dried and dressed and washing her face with cold water, she makes her way into the kitchen for a cooked breakfast. Another serving of good old English bacon and eggs with baked beans and toast.

‘Ah, this is peaceful,’ Ren perceives, as she eats her breakfast with a hot cup of tea, enveloped in the tranquillity of the soundtrack to the outdoors in the morning, consisting of early traffic and commuting citizens.

However, unbeknownst to Ren, at 7.15 in the morning during her breakfast, Vivia emerges out from the bedroom wrapped only in a towel, phone in hand, and sleepily walks into the bathroom.

Ren is able to capture a glimpse of her roommate, hearing the pitter-patter of the shower and what appears to be pop-like rock emanating from the bathroom.

She wonders to herself, ‘Vivia took a shower in the morning? All I knew was that she took showers before bed, so I wonder if something is different today…’ But she rethinks her mindset, acknowledging the absolute truth of her relationship with Vivia to avoid confusing herself…

‘Nope,’ thinking logically, ‘I don’t know Vivia that well at all. Jumping to conclusions is not the best idea,’ finishing her breakfast relaxingly as the morning sun rises higher.

Rejecting any more thoughts on the matter, she conclusively thinks, ‘Ah, whatever. Let’s do some morning workout exercising before going for a little jog outside. This might help me get the idea of our area,’ putting her dishes away into the washer for cleaning, so as to not leave any responsibilities unfinished.

Ren reasserts her thought structure to really focus on the challenge ahead. ‘Right,’ Ren monologues, ‘got to get flexible if I want to jog around the area. SO, let’s start with stretches before doing a few sets of push-ups and squats to get my muscles all nicely warmed up.’

In the bathroom, Vivia hums to her music on her phone as she washes herself down in the shower. ‘Today is gonna be fun. Can’t wait to play with Estie on ‘Alcion Light’ and mess around with her. Hehe,’ she giggles, thinking of the fun times ahead.

Washing herself down as she hip bounces to the music, swaying to the drum beat as she eventually finishes her shower.

The water stops dripping, as Vivia turns off the shower to dry herself partially before walking out of the bathroom with her phone in hand. She hurriedly puts the towel over her chest, covering her crotch instead of wrapping it around her body like she did before entering.

As the shower continued to run its course, Ren had been doing her warmup squats after her 2-set push-ups of 20 a piece. Just as she is counting ‘1, and a 2, and a 1, and a 2’, Ren hears the bathroom door open, drawing her eyes over to see what the commotion was.

Her eyes capture Vivia with a front-covering towel hugged over her curvaceous breasts that conceal her crotch, yet exposing her side-boob and entire back and butt as she holds her phone in one hand, with the other holding the towel tightly.

‘What - the - fu-’ Exclaims Ren’, as Vivia gives a “Good mornin’, Ren,” her eyes glimpsing across to Ren for a second before getting locked back onto her phone. Ren continues watching as Vivia walks into the bedroom, her entire bare butt on full display for a second before the door closes.

Renalia arranges her thoughts of surprise, ‘Did… did I just see that?’

She was stunned at the unexpected sight of her roommate.

Well, at least the shameless nature of Vivia, that was just expressed without warning, was not totally as bold as she feared it could have been...

She shakes her head in affirmation, ‘Nope, not again. Focus! Jog, I am going for a jog!’ She continues the workout, squatting for the final leg as she tries to forget what she just saw.

‘Man,’ she internally complains, ‘what am I going to experience in the future? Nope, not gonna care. Cause I’m gonna get surprised at sudden moments… I so don’t want that to happen. Vivia! She’s so careless! Whatever, let’s focus!’

She returns to her squats like before, trying to forget the past experience that distracted her routine. Not again, Ren would imply intentionally as she doubly focused on her exercise.

Around 15 minutes later, Vivia returns in fresh new attire for the day.

She had changed into black skin tight jogging-bottoms, a black cat-gaming crop-top and matching socks, refreshingly making breakfast noticing the kettle had been freshly boiled. She smiled at the kind gesture without uttering a word.

Ren, who has her back turned to Vivia, still wonders to herself, ‘I wonder why Vivia is so happy? Did something happen…?’ Without turning around, she says.

“Good morning, Vivia. How are you today?”

“I’m ~really~ good, just feelin’ real perked this morning. How about you?” Vivia asks, focusing on grabbing a fresh mug and a new tea bag as the kettle stills. She pays no attention to Ren’s angle or perspective as her thirst for a morning tea has her absorbed, not even noticing Ren’s slightly emotionally embarrassed tone that wavers up and down. The morning sight still lingers on Ren’s mind.

Ah,” Ren responds, “I’m doing great, I was just feeling the need to exercise today. Get fit and healthy and feel comfortable here, y’know?”

Still back turned as she fills the mug, “No, I know. Kinda was the same when I first moved in to be honest,” Vivia explains, “Need a good time settling in to feel acquainted with the place.”

“Hmm hmm. True, so erm-” Ren looks over to Vivia to respond yet, with Vivia’s back still facing her, the clear definition of her butt suddenly distracting her train of thought with an unwanted flashback of that morning. Blushing, she tells herself off, thinking ‘Why did I look at Vivia’s ass? Nope, that’s not appropriate. I must go out and jog to refresh my mind and get rid of these indecent thoughts now.’

Finishing her squats, she stands up, grabbing her phone, to walk past Vivia’s view from the kitchen to go jogging. She had finished her warmup session with a lingering, inner-conflicting emotional state that had to be quelled before she feels like she loses it.

“By the way Ren, thank you for boiling the kettle…,” Vivia gratifies, watching Ren head straight for the front door. “Oh, where are you off to?” Vivia asks Ren, as she doesn’t look at her when walking past.

Ren replies briefly, “Just to go around the area, and need some fresh air,” slipping on her trainers without looking at Vivia’s face.

“Be back in an hour or so. See ya in a bit,” closing the door right behind her.

“She must have really wanted to jog, huh?”

Ren leaves the residence, mapping a route on her phone around the town near her apartment, starting to jog after pressing play to her music playlist.

She begins with a slow speed, getting into a good rhythm and pace, regulating her heartbeat and breathing to really stretch out her stamina to last the whole run without injury.

Back to Vivia...

Vivia milks her tea, stirring it before having breakfast that morning. After finishing, she enters her gaming room with a fresh cup of tea, thinking enthusiastically, ‘Right. Time for some fun gaming with my online friends.’

She sits down, as her internal passion burns for a fun time ahead, smiling at the screen before her finger lingers over the power button.

Duuuuuuuun.

Her gaming computer powers up.

She puts on her black cat-eared gaming headphones, places and tests her microphone to see if it’s prepped for the day ahead and ensuring the volume of the game is just right and that the video capture is clean. After checking that everything is ready, as 9 O’clock clicks by, she then presses ‘Start Streaming’ on her video capturing software starting a ‘Waiting’ screen with her personally designed animation and timer counting down from 5 minutes, allowing the audience to get ready for the show in chat.

Clicking onto her text, voice and video social app, ‘Revcord’, she taps a message into the streaming server to see if everyone was ready. ‘Yep’, ‘Uhuh’ etcetera the two named ‘EstiaHumba’ and ‘AmmieBusty’ text back and forth. This prompts them to jump into the voice call, muting before entering so that when the timer reaches 0, it’s open to start interacting with each other and their chat.

Vivia cycles through many introductions to make the start of the stream funny from the get go. As the timer ticks down to 30 seconds, she knows what to do as a thought solidifies her starting choice.

She unmutes when the timer goes to 0.

“Ahem,” clearing her throat, “Good morning me fellow Titneets! Welcome to yet another shit-show!”

After a several seconds pause, Ammie asks with a humorous curiosity, “Is this how you’re gonna start the stream?”

Estie sniggers, responding “Just one of your usual introductions.”

Vivia giggles in kind to the well-timed comments, “Well, you see. They are very supportive, like with the bonus donations they send me.”

A chat watcher drops a 50 pound donation as silence stills the stream for 10 or so seconds. “We hope your blubber-mammoths don’t strike the ‘stop streaming’ button.”

“Oh, thanks for the donation… haha, what kind of donation? Listen, my jugs are not going to act on their own, unless I tell them to,” Vivia teases.

Estie teasingly comments, “Uhuh. You mean with those hard-steel cupperstrups you’re wearing.”

Vivia chuckles, “Cupperstrups…” laughing after thinking of descriptive images that pop into her head. A clear visual of an alternative bustier humorously bugs her mind. She says, still chuckling “Why does that sound like a molesting kid’s character from the 1990’s?”

Estie belts out a laugh, before raspingly impersonating the commentated character, “Hey kids! Wanna know how to cup some hoogers?”

Vivia hysterically laughs at the hilarious impersonation that she imagined.

The imagery is too inappropriate to describe...

Comically timed, a third noise interrupts the laughter. A scrunching of a crisp packet gradually overwhelms the quiet as Ammie mockingly pokes the girls’ conversation, “Oh, what are you guys laughing about?”

Vivia responds in kind, “Oh Ammie, uh… Cupperstrups. What does that tell ya?”

Estie adds with a humorous tone, “Doesn’t it sound like a hook-up for a masochistic submissive?”

Ammie chimes in, comically replying “It sounds more like your daily neighbourhood sex-offender that I met last Thursday.”

Vivia and Estie burst out laughing at the shock-factor of the reply. They slam their desks before refocusing on their game for a bit.

The girls get past the loading screen, the chat posting laugh emotes as they talk about choosing which character to create, before Estie chimes back in again.

Estie chuckles, finishing the thought “Cupperstrups… could also be Grab-em-up.”

Concluding the humorous thought, Vivia comments, “Is this how we are gonna start our stream? Talking about sex-offenders and molesters from kids’ shows…?”

Estie replies conclusively, “I mean, it’s nothing different from we usually do.”

“True, so true,” Vivia adds.

All three girls chuckle, the chat loving the jokes as it goes rather crazy with viewers comments, like ‘sexual profenders’ and another that got the girls bantering whilst chuckling was ‘Cupperfenders.’

The girls continue to slowly engage with the game until Ammie speaks, focusing the group’s attention, “Putting aside that, now we get onto the main game today. We are playing Alcion Light, but have you guys played it at all?”

Vivia answers, “I haven’t, no,” with a tone of sarcasm as she expresses clearly she is joking, but Estie knowingly interjects, catching onto her obvious lying tactics to deceive the audience of her time in the game, “Don’t lie, I have seen your Steam Library.”

Giggling to this genuinely on-the-spot accusation skit, Vivia responds, “What ya mean?”

“Fuck’n Miss lie-through-me-crack-tooth,” Estie jokingly insults. Ammie sarcastically questions, “What name-generator you using for that one?”

“Dicktionary Engine,” Estie replies, Vivia cracking up with laughter, “Dicktion – That would be an interesting book to find in a school library.”

The girls continue to create their characters, though distractions of the conversation diverts their focus from the game, the chat was greatly anticipating for some hilarious moments. Though, this moment was only building up the dark humour that the chat completely consumed with the utmost relish.

Estie continues, “Just imagine,” putting on a teacher impression, “Today students, we will be learning about how to get screwed about in the Assembly Hall. Grab a Dicktionary, and be ready for some practical lessons.”

Visions of dark yet stupid situations appear momentarily, ones of young student shaving to deal with a ridiculous circumstance, as Vivia giddily replies, “Now that sounds like a real sketch for Physical Education.”

Ammie steps up her dark humour game, adding, “It’s just like a Pedo’s ABC Guide.”

All the three girls laugh at the ridiculous joke, the chat going crazy again at the edginess.

Vivia pulls back the risky attitude, “Man, we really are stalking the line with these jokes,” as Estie jokingly indicates, “Not as much as Ammie’s Sex-offender.”
Laughing to the added joke, Vivia concludes, “Okay, let’s just make a character before we get banned.”

As the girls create their own character, they laugh at their hilariously designed creations.

Vivia finishes her creation, sitting back to see it in full glory.

“Oh boy. Hahahaha,” Vivia passionately chuckles, “My new girl looks like an American cougar drug-addict that merged with Arnold Schuarshmalegger.”

Estie laughs at the description, “That’s a visual to imagine.”

Ammie immediately puts on Arnold impression, “Argh! Kill these fuckin’ skeleton bitches! I need to get to the castle! Arrrrrrgh!”

Both Vivia and Estie hysterically laugh at the impression, panning their camera views over to Ammie’s character who emotes a rage animation.

“Man, hearing Arnold done in a high-pitched frequency is just so…,” Ammie interjects a response, still in character, “Listen to me! Listen to me! I have got huge boobies and I’m not afraid to bounce them! Arrrrrrgh!”

Vivia and Estie burst out laughing even more, “I’m sorry, that’s just too funny,” Estie adds, “That was too good.”

The girls joke and around through the first half of the dungeon, learning the controls as they navigate through the environment.

“So, which way do we go?” Vivia ponders, as Estie slides emotes off a cliff as she goes, “maybe, this way. Oh.”

“Hahahahaha! I had to spin around to see that,” Vivia passionately chuckles, slamming her desk as Ammie jumps after her comically timed gag.

The two then come to a major fight, as serious moments dot the stream before Ammie does a sleep emote as boredom drags her mood down, a little to be frank.

“Ammie, now’s not the time to nap, you lazy bellend!” Vivia sarcastically shouts, as the monster boss walks up to her to smash her character with its weapon.

The girls expressively chat and banter, as the game continues, however, in the meantime, as the girls continue to stream, Ren is still out on her jog taking a breather after going for 20 minutes straight.

Ren pants, wiping the sweat off her forehead, “That was a good jog around the place,” swigging her bottle around and taking a chug of water after stretching. Thinking to herself, ‘Ah. That was good. Hmm… Vivia, I wonder what you’re up to. I bet…,’ dirty thoughts fill her mind, ‘she is doing this and that in front of a live audience.’

Back on the stream, the girls had found a flirty NPC after beating the few dungeons they tried, returning to the main hub area, and the dirty jokes flowed from their lips.

“Oh please,” Vivia erotically acts, “Be gentle. I…am…almost there!”

Vivia finishes a minigame the NPC had given her, as the character says, “Oh, do please come soon.”

Ren blushes, thinking again ‘I can also imagine… Vivia bending over,’ she stops herself at the unnatural thought. Shaking her head, she rethinks, ‘No-no-no-no! She’ll be more like pulling her top down,’ as her chest fills her mind again, her blushing intensifying.

Back on stream, Vivia gestures a flirtatious animation.

“Ooooh, chat. Ya like what you see? Hmm. Hmm…?” Vivia cheekily teases, Estie adding to the skit, “Where’s the money-throwing emote?”

Ammie joins in, “Here, take my credit card!” Slamming the table as the sound of her fist and the surface echoes through her mic onto stream.

The girls laugh together over the stupidity of the skit, the chat spamming the laugh and orgasm emotes in a flurry of reactions.

Ren, shaking her head, refocuses herself back to jogging.

‘Nope, focus,’ Ren thinks, slapping her face cheeks, ‘Let’s finish this last leg,’ clenching her fists in assertion not to be distracted and finish what she started.

Ren concludes the rest of her jogging, satisfaction filling her heart as she reaches the apartment’s front doors, wiping the sweat off her brow and drinking the rest of her water.

As she returns home to finish the last set of her workout, she closes the door, and is welcomed by sounds coming from Vivia’s workroom, causing her to press her ear up to answer her building curiosity. She questions aloud, “Is she…doing that in there?”

An erotic voice ring through the door, “Ah. It’s coming!”

Blushing, Ren thinks passionately, ‘Ah. I KNEW IT!’

Ren goes away from the door, heading to the kitchen to make a cold drink. Her mind erupts in erotic images that she immediately tries to ignore after her answer to ‘What is Vivia doing in her room?’ has been concluded.

To clear her mind, as she thinks she conclusively knows what Vivia does, she begins her workout session until the early afternoon, finishing what she thought of completing that early morning.

The clock strikes 1pm, as Vivia finishes her stream as the noises from her room disappear after a while. She seems to take a little time to open the room door, which is what Ren thinks in the moment as she concludes her workout of press ups.

The door opens, Vivia leaving to make a cup of tea, as Ren sits on the sofa, resting after her workout, to request Vivia’s work to be spelled out as clear as possible to her.

Preparing herself, Ren asks, “Erm, Vivia?”

“Yes, what is it? Oh, wanna cuppa?”

“Do you,” pausing whilst blushing before building her confidence to finally ask, “do you do cam-girl stuff?”

After images spread across Vivia’s mind, she slightly blushes before belting out laughter as a sigh of relief before relaxing into a calm smile. Ren looks on with confusion.

“To tell you plainly,” Vivia says, “I’m a streamer. Not that kind of work.”

Ren asks, still confused, “What kind of streamer?”

“I’m a gamer. I just play video games,” Vivia states plainly.

Ren blushes for embarrassing herself into thinking of such inappropriate things, but curiosity refocuses her attentiveness, “So, what’s with those really suspicious noises I keep hearing?”

“Erm, wait… you think I do that stuff? Hahahaha! No no-no, It’s just me and my friends. Our usual banter when we play. Nothing much… although, what do you think I sounded like?” Vivia asks, leaning forward with a cheeky smile to Ren’s fall into perverse thought, blushing all over her face.

“Well, I wonder what you were thinking, hmm…?” Vivia teasingly prods as she pulls down her crop-top to reveal more cleavage, “maybe, I would do something like this…”

“Oi, stop that!” Ren objects, pushing Vivia away, “it’s nothing, erm… I do not wish to say,” Ren reputes

Vivia chuckles, teasing more, “Well, maybe I do…,” leaning in again, “or I don’t. Hehe.”

“Eh…!” Ren replies, awkwardly.

“Haha. You’re the one who asked such a question,” poking Ren’s cheek as she grins mischievously.

Ren pouts, blushing still, “Just stop teasing me!”

Ren sulks out of embarrassment, though Vivia counteracts her gloomy reaction with a gesture after letting the teasing subside, “Well, want a cup of tea?” Obliging to the gesture, Ren cheers up as she smiles again, “Sure, I’ll have one.”

Ren has a fresh cup of tea as Vivia gives a thumbs ups to her before deciding what to make for lunch, looking at the inventory of the kitchen to prepare her meal. They both have some sandwiches and snacks, with a side of yoghurts and fruit, before continuing on with their day.

A good lunch fills up the girls with confidence, as Vivia returns to her gaming computer, downloading her stream vod to begin capturing the best moments to then upload to MeTube.

Vivia then begins with the video by placing it into an editor program, ensuring that the video’s best parts are stylised in the most comically entertaining way possible, as she receives a text on Revcord by Estie.

It read;

Hey, would like to chat about this week’s visit.

She responds back with a, ‘Sure. What’s up?’, both jumping into a call as Vivia’s tea stills by her right arm.

“I wonder, would you like to enjoy an afternoon out stroking some kitties with a latte and shortcake?” Estie prods, smirking at the obvious reaction Vivia will express without even having to look.

“Y’know bitch, of COURSE I WILL!” she replies, passionately as a huge childish smile swipes across her face.

Chuckling in seconds, Estie continues, “Well you see, the usual cat café is definitely missing your majesty’s presence,” she sarcastically teases, knowing the context of Vivia’s relationship with the cat café business.

She’s a major patron and supporter of the café.

Vivia remembers her past dealings with the business owner, agreeing not only a price but a personal advertisement that she’ll be showcasing, during her streams and video content, the cat café to fans of hers.

“Well,” Vivia proudly yet jokingly exclaims, “they wouldn’t be able to run without my holy presence there, to offer help to the staff of the professional establishment, especially,” dramatically pausing, “being an adorable filled land of fury cuteness I can’t help myself to!”

Estie sniggers, reacting in kind to Vivia’s hilariously melodramatic statement, “Ehe– I knew you couldn’t hold yourself back from stroking some puss whilst drinking your tea.”

Vivia laughs briefly to the subtle innuendo, chuckling to the perfectly timed clapback of a response.

“Well, there’s nothing wrong in enjoying some high-time, comforting pleasure every weekend, mind you,” Vivia replies back in kind.

As both girls laugh together at the stupidity of their conversation, a thought enters Vivia’s mind.

She ponders about taking her roommate with her;

‘I wonder, if I should bring Ren with me. Well, there’s nothing getting in her way from enjoying some girly time out in town,’ Vivia imagines, thinking of what to say to bring her with them. ‘It’ll be good for Ren to expand her social circle by meeting new friends, and maybe even a new teasing partner… hehe. That’ll be funny,’ thinks Vivia as she chuckles to herself.

“Anyways,” Estie says as Vivia’s thought process is interrupted, “what time would be best to meet up?”

Vivia replies immediately, “after 12ish, I’ll say. Gives me time to clean up after lunch.”

“Perfect,” agrees Estie, “I’m gonna enjoy the madness of your cat enthusiasm from the safety of my chair.”

“Hahaha, well, I’m pretty sure you’re gonna enjoy some personal guests as you enjoy your café meal,” Vivia comments.

As the two chat away, conversing away from the cat café as time passes by, Ren is watching a sci-fi movie called ‘Planet Wars: Return of the Medi’, as nothing interesting was on when she casually browsed through the other channels.

The movie scene of two characters conversing after a fight had occurred plays out, as Ren becomes moderately invested as the heroes discuss the next plan to attack the ‘Death Scar’ in their rebellion spaceship.

“So, uh. What’s our next plan of attack?” says one of the crew.

“We plan to assault the main base of the Tempire. The Death Scar!” says the alien general of the fleet.

Ren watches on with keen interest, as the plot begins to thicken.

“Sir, something is on the radar… it’s!” Says one of the crew at their stations.

Out pops the Tempire spaceship cruisers.

“It’s the Tempire, they’ve -” Lasers fire at their ship as the general orders immediately. “Battle stations!”

Bwoop! Bwoop! Goes the emergency alarms, Ren’s attention intensely fixates upon the screen as the tension rises.

The General looks on in horror, “So, it’s come to this. Fahn Polo-”

“Grab me tits and squeeze them,” Vivia teases, as the two are playing an anime platform game, with cutesy yet bouncy physic-animated features and a colourful, simplistic art style to stylise the visual aesthetics. A very funny, bubble-esque anime platformer that Estie loves to play offline from streaming.

“I got ya, I got ya,” Estie yells, as her character; a long-haired, blonde delinquent-appearing idol girl, grabs Vivia’s character from falling off a ledge of a platform level. Her character design was a black haired, busty goth-girl with thick eyeliner.

“Oh, thankies for that,” Vivia gratifies, as Estie then lunges at her again going, “Well, you said for me to squeeze them.”

“Ah!!!!!! No, no, no nono! I’m gonna fall!” Vivia exclaims, as her character becomes close to falling off again. “Don’t come for these honkers without thinking about me safety,” Vivia jokingly expresses, grabbing a blocky item and bonking Estie’s girl over the head.

“Oh!” Estie erotically moans in a sarcastic tone, Vivia laughing at the well-timed reaction to her action.

“Vivia, we have a problem…” Estie points at the map, “We have to-”

“Call for backup, General!” Says one of the spaceship crew, as the movie continues with the epic battle scene. Ren watches on intensely.

“Don’t worry, we can handle this!” The General states confidently, as the enemies start to fall in number, and the rebellion backup comes to aid them as the situation turns around. The crew cheer as the last enemy spaceship blows up and falls.

“We have a chance, let’s go to the main point of attack! Now!” Fan Polo states, looking at the General and crew with confidence.

“You’re right. Gentlemen, are you ready for the main party to begin?” The general questions passionately.

The crew- Fahn and the other main characters, Bob Nightcrawler, Madam Frayer, Pewbaka– along with M2B2 and CD69 who get to their spaceship in amongst the chaos- all reply with “Yes, sir!” in unison with total fearlessness and conviction.

Then, as they receive the coordinates, they warp to the planned location, only to be met with more enemies on all sides. The General says, as one of the crewmen states that they’re outnumbered and surrounded, “It’s a trap!”

Ren thinks to herself, ‘Damn, that line hits so hard.’

“It’s hitting me harder!” Vivia screams, as an obstacle- a spinning turntable with cushion blades- smacks her character around the level.

“Looks like you’re enjoying it,” lewdly implies Estie, watching as her character points at Vivia’s character bopping to the blade’s casual speed.

“I’m not. Haha, can this stop? I really want this to stop! It’s fucking me…” Vivia jokingly complains, as her character then falls off and respawns back at the checkpoint zone.

Estie pauses then says in a sexually-subtle yet sarcastic tone, “May I join you...?”

Vivia bursts out laughing, replying “No, no-no… Hahahaha! That sounds… way too up leso-fanatic street for me. If anything, I can’t imagine a rebellious idol girl saying that after a hard time at dancing practice.”

Estie laughs at the hilarious role-playing that Vivia is portraying. “Well, after a breather from bouncing to a disco beat, sometimes I want to enjoy some private action to relax my legs.”

“If anything, those legs aren’t gonna be tired from what you’re insinuating,” Vivia chuckles in retort.

Estie emits a brief laugh before concluding the silly roleplaying, “Well, in any case, that chest will be my bedtime pillow for naptime when this is all over.”

Both chuckle and banter as they continue their game, completing the level as they cheer and celebrate briefly before they load a new level and continue a new roleplay as the next themed level loads into view.

However, back in the living room, Ren has made a cup of tea, sipping her new hot drink as the movie climaxes.

“Fahn, you’re our only hope,” the General states, as the enemy begins to take casualties as Fahn’s ship takes evasive manoeuvres from an enemy boss ship.

“Don’t worry, the galaxy will remember our victory, especially… that the Tempire was defeated by the rebellion. And the Wingardium Eagle!”

Ren gasps in awe as the epic music, the sound effects and the battle scene climaxes and concludes with the rebellion forces successfully destroying the enemy ship in an amazing display of flying skills and projectile controls.

The credits roll after the movie comes to an end, where the main characters celebrate the victory on Bendor with the B-Wocks and the ghosts of the Medi old characters of Pona, Bob Anabi and Creedikin Nightcrawler.

In the gaming room, Vivia and Estie conclude their gaming session after a funny night of joking around, trolling and teasing one another.

“Alright, well, I’m gonna enjoy our cat café when I come round this Saturday,” Estie says as she closes her game tab on her computer.

“Same, gonna be a blast of cuteness and adorableness,” replies Vivia with a warming smile, Estie smiling to herself as her tone sweeps over her. “Well, enjoy a lovely sleep and see ya soon.”

“Okidoki, see ya,” Vivia says in a departing manner, closing her PC off too, stretching before tidying up and exiting the room.

‘Mmm… wonder if Ren’s up. I could ask her to come with me and Estie this weekend,’ she ponders, looking around to see where Ren went to.

Vivia then realizes that it’s way past 11, and the slightly ajar bedroom door indicates where Ren has gone to.

Bed, with no doubt.

‘Ah, well, I’ll ask Ren tomorrow as it’s late,’ yawns Vivia, thinking also to call it here and simply wait for the new day to come round as she plops off to bed casually.

Within several minutes, the apartment goes still, as the soft breathing of sleeping girls soothes the night time air with calmness. The day has come to a relaxing end.

;)

End Of Chapter