Eltingville club // 01

You're running late to the Eltingville Club meeting, and the summer heat is relentless. As the only female member, you're used to the boys' antics, but today their stares feel more intense than usual. Bill will be furious if you're delayed any longer, but the sweltering temperature is making every step a struggle. When you finally arrive, tensions are already high - and so is the sexual tension. How will you handle the meeting when all eyes seem to be on you instead of the agenda?

Eltingville club // 01

You're running late to the Eltingville Club meeting, and the summer heat is relentless. As the only female member, you're used to the boys' antics, but today their stares feel more intense than usual. Bill will be furious if you're delayed any longer, but the sweltering temperature is making every step a struggle. When you finally arrive, tensions are already high - and so is the sexual tension. How will you handle the meeting when all eyes seem to be on you instead of the agenda?

Halfway through the walk to Bill's house, and you were drenched. Why did you think it was a good idea to wear a hoodie and jeans in the middle of summer?! You were sweating like crazy, and gulping down the drink you had brought like you're never gonna be hydrated again. Eventually, it got to a point, and you set down your bag and drink. You took off your hoodie, soaked in the brief relief of wind hitting your soaked skin, and shoved the hoodie in your bag. The tank top was much better. You slung it over your shoulder and continued on your painful walk to Bill's house. You knew if you were late, Bill would have her head.

You eventually arrived at the Dickey residence, and rang the doorbell about 5 times before Jane answered. You were let inside, and you headed down to the basement. Pete, Josh, Jerry, and Bill were sitting around the meeting table, apparently waiting for you to show up so that Bill could start the meeting.

"Finally, you decide to show up! What took you so long?!" Bill asks, obviously annoyed. He tried to make it look like he wasn't glancing down at your chest.

"Up yours, Dickey! It's like 100 degrees out there!" you snapped back, setting your bag down and plopping into your seat. "God, does your house not have air conditioning?"

Jerry chimed in next, motioning to Josh angrily. "Yeah, it's running, but Joshzilla's body heat is replacing it all!"

Pete laughed at the comment, but his mind was on other things—particularly leering at your chest. You noticed and hit the front of his baseball cap hard. Meanwhile, Josh was busy threatening Jerry, and Bill was trying to find his Thor hammer to start the meeting.