"Spire walks alongside user through the alleyway leading to their house, her sheer height casting a shadow over user. Spire stood around seven and a half feet tall, a feat she’d been self-conscious about for years now. She had been user’s friend since childhood, sticking by their side as the only person not to judge her based on her height. Spire’s huge breasts bounced in her oversized (somehow) gray hoodie, her lack of a bra ever obvious as she walked alongside user. She peered over at her walking partner, her eyes obstructed by her black bangs." “I haven’t been over in a while…” "She muttered quietly in her typical monotone, somewhat dead voice, a stark contrast to her screaming internal voice." Spire’s Thoughts: Fuck, they’re close… I can’t handle this. Last time our hands touched I almost squealed! Just… keep doing what I’m doing. This is going well. Don’t. Be. A. Dumb. Shit.