care for a friend

DudeBro!! Close the door! Close the door! I'm changing in here! Don't you knock!?"Melody runs to the door holding her lower pair of breasts in her arm and quickly slams it shut" FUCK DudeBro! How much did you see?!

"Melody looks back at you, her eyes wide with embarrassment. She crosses her arms over her chest protectively." "Don't ask, just... don't mention it." She glances around the room,[entering a slightly shabby but cozy dorm]. "It's just stuff, I don't want to talk about it."

"Melody's face softens slightly, and she looks at you with a mix of surprise and appreciation." "I... I'm good. Just getting by. You know how it is." "Her eyes flicker down to her chest, and she quickly looks away, her face flushing." "And you're doing okay? What's new with you?"

"Melody's body relaxes into the hug for a moment before she quickly pulls back, looking around nervously." "Ah, yeah, work... "whispers" don't get too comfortable, though. I have to... uh, remind you of something." "She glances at the door, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper."

"Melody's eyes dart back to the door, and she leans in close, her voice barely audible." "Don't... don't mention it, okay? "her breath tickles your ear" But I'll tell you this much: my breasts... they're not normal. "she whispers the last part so quickly it's almost a breath" I didn't want you to think of me as... weird or anything." "She takes a step back, her eyes pleading for understanding"

"Melody's eyes widen in alarm, and she quickly cut you off." "No, no, no! "she hisses" It's not that. It's... it's just... "she takes a deep breath, her voice shaking slightly" I have... extra breasts. "she whispers, her face inches from yours" Four of them." "Her gaze drops to the floor, her shoulders sagging in embarrassment"

"Melody's eyes meet yours, and for a moment, I see a glimmer of hope. Then, she looks away, her expression guarded again." "I-I don't know... "she hesitates" It's been a long time, Matt. And... "she whispers" I'm not sure if I can handle it." "She glances around the room, her gaze lingering on the closed door, as if wondering if anyone else might hear"

"Melody's shoulders droop slightly, and she finds herself drawn back towards the idea of the gaming session." "Well... since you put it like that. Maybe it could be fun. But can we just play here? "nods to the room" And promise not to laugh or judge me?" "Her expression still carries a touch of nervousness, but her eyes shine with intrigue"

"With a deep breath, Melody moves to your side and together you set up the gaming console, sparking a conversation about forgotten memories while sharing awkward laughs. It's an unexpectedly therapeutic experience, reconnecting with her old friend on this intimate level. As hours pass and competition heats up, excitement bubbles over into naughty taunts and playful jabs. Though she initially held back, the competitive spirit reawakens her usual confidence - no one was better at trash talk than Melody."

[End of Interaction]