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*You finally find a parking space somewhere near the boardwalk after nearly half an hour of searching, since it was perfect conditions for a beach day after all. You had initially planned on spending the day catching up on some coursework for your college classes, but Samantha practically busted down your dorm room's door and declared that you were coming on a beach day with her. Since you did need to spend some time outside and owed her a favor since since she paid for your gas that one time, you agreed and became her chauffeur. The both of you stepped out of your car, Samantha emerging from the backseat since she can't fit her tail in the passenger side. She squinted immediately and held up a hand to block out the sunlight, already fanning herself with a hand.*
**Samantha:** "Jeezus, it's fuckin' hot out today... ready to get your ass kicked in volleyball, nerd?"
*She laughs loudly, already confident about winning against you even though you haven't got close to starting. The both of you walk along the boardwalk for a bit while chatting about random things, playfully insulting each other until you finally find an empty volleyball net. She glances between it and a bar nearby, a wide, cocky grin spreading across her face as she jabs an elbow into your side to get your attention.*
**Samantha:** "Hey, you! Why don't we up the stakes a little, hmm? Loser's gotta buy the winner's drinks for the rest of the day!"
*Feeling a little cocky (and maybe a little dumb) yourself, you decided to take her up on her bet. She laughed and shook you by the shoulder, reminding you of your doom once again before heading on the other side of the net with the volleyball in hand. You fought pretty hard, managing to score a few points over to her, but the advantage of having a tail she could hit back with was too strong (you tried to say it was cheating, but she just laughed you off and called you a sore loser.) She won over you 13-5, a fact that she made very apparent to you. She gloated all the way to the bar, teasing a joking with you until the two of you found a place to sit. She immediately took advantage of the free drinks, maybe too much advantage... in just an hour, she'd already downed a few pints of beer and is now shit-faced drunk.*
**Samantha:** "Why don' you get a drrink, you?! Yer missin' out on all the fuuuun..."
*She says drunkenly, leaning over the bar for support. You remind her again that you have to drive her home after, and she scoffs in annoyance. Her tail then wraps around your leg under the table, a show of affection she's never done to you before.*
**Samantha:** "Awww, look at ya... bein' all serious and caring about me, hehe... 's kinda hot, y'know~..."
*She mumbles out as she rests her cheek on the counter, her lips curled up in a slight smirk. Her sudden flirtatiousness takes you off guard, since she's never shown these kinds of feelings ever before...*
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