<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Original</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=255198.msg12616293#msg12616293">Quote from: KirbysFolly on 31-08-2016, 08:37:06</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Jessie:</strong><br/><br/>Angie rolled her eyes at Jessie's joke, and shook her head with a sigh. "God, I'd almost take you up on that."<br/><br/>She turned around and gently kicked the bottom of Nadia's shoe. "Go drop your stuff off and meet us at my car." The other girl stood up, grabbed a battered backpack, and headed out the door past Jessie, giving her a nod as she passed. "She asked to hang out when I got back from class," Angie said, giving a shrug. Obviously she realized as well that it was a little weird for her to be hanging out with somebody other than Jessie.<br/><br/>Angie wandered around her apartment, gathering up some things to take with her and shoveling them into her purse. "No, this partner's a girl. She thinks I'm stuck up or something, doesn't like me. So she said she'd do her part of the assignment if I went to the club with her. <em>Then</em> she said it had to be a strip club. Joke's on her though, I've been emailing with her. Once I've got her half of this, I'll just turn them in to the professor, and won't have to deal with her again." She stopped for a minute to take the helmet from Jessie, dropping it onto a chair in the corner.<br/><br/>"You need a different jacket or anything? Want to borrow some shoes?" She hadn't bothered to change into any clubbing clothes, still wearing the jeans and t-shirt she'd worn to school, and a pair of sneakers.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div></div></div><br/><br/>Jessie smiled but didn't otherwise respond to Angie's comment about the girl hanging out.  It hurt a little, to see her friend with someone else, but she was hardly so jealous as to think Angie shouldn't have other friends.  Though not for the first time, a pang of worry about different life paths struck her.  How long before they were too different?<br/><br/><strong>"She sounds like she is two licks short of a lollipop."</strong>Jessie answered.<strong>"Hopefully she isn't trading quickies with your professor for grades."</strong>The whole thing seemed like such an odd source of drama.  Who went to college and refused to work?  If you didn't want to be there, you didn't go, at least that had been Jessie's attitude.<br/><br/>The question about a jacket caused Jessie to glance down, before looking back at Angie with a raised eyebrow.<strong>"We're going to a strip club, not a nightclub.  I'm not sure there's a dress code."</strong>She answered, though she did pull off her jacket and toss it by the helmet.  The boots were a bit butch, but the tank-top did a good job of showing off that yes, she was a woman.