<div class="floatleft">(https://static.f-list.net/images/charimage/10639572.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Shoko Oba<br/><strong>Location/Time:</strong>Linea / Time of Clover's Arrival<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Clover, Leah, Open<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>White T-Shirt, Blue Skirt of Average Length (Both of drenched quality)<br/><br/>Time felt like it was almost going tortuously slow for the innocent Shoko as she made her embarrassing slip. The taller woman's desperate attempt to change her trajectory would only make it even more so. While her feet fortunately hit the water first, a different contact was currently on her mind. The bashful bookworm's cheeks were red as a rose garden as her face was quickly blinded in the warm embrace of her fellow introvert's notable chest!<br/><br/>It would remain like that for quite a bit as she felt Leah's lovely orbs effectively rub against her face as they made their way into an upright position. The flustered recluse was an adorable, sputtering mess in response to the bountiful business owner's questions. The stuttering nerd couldn't say a word, but her eyes were clearly enjoying the fact she was now nearly surrounded by two woman in bikinis and another that had removed her drenched top. Especially when the latter wrapped her arm around her. In the topic of clothing, she was thoroughly soaking wet, her pale t-shirt making her white bra rather clear. She would remain a blushing mess for just a bit longer as Clover joked about her "nerves of steel" and pecked her on the cheek. Thus, Shoko only gave a cute nod in response to the heiress's gladness that they were there.