Ramona Flowers had never had that much luck in love. She not only always wanted to be the one to say goodbye first, but she inexplicably wound up dating seven different people who all turned evil once she dumped them, and the last one had power over her even when she left the country all together, plus when she finally found someone decent and found herself falling for him, she still ran away. So yeah, she had issues, but those days were over thanks to Scott.

Ramona couldn’t love her boyfriend anymore if she tried; he had taught her how to hold on and as a result, she gained so many new things and people to care about. One in particular she was meeting at “Second Cup” right now, Knives Chau. Yes, even with everything no longer so crazy, it seems so unbelievable that those two could be friends, but thanks to their same taste in men, Ramona and Knives had quickly become girlfriends. Together, they now had someone they could easily talk to girl to girl, plus someone who they could easily exchange embarrassing stories about Scott with.

“Heyyy!” Knives said as soon as she walked in and spotted her former rival and current friend. Ramona smiled but quickly became quizzical once she saw what her friend was wearing. She had managed to get a break from work right now, and she was wearing the same dress she wore that time at Honest Eds, with the long sleeve shirt with flowers on it, a skirt, black stalkings, tennis shoes, and a berret in her pink hair, but Knives was actually wearing her old high school uniform. Ramona had no idea why, but now she was joining Stacey in silently groaning over what initially attracted Scott.

“Knives, what’s with…?” Ramona had to ask, and Knives told her “Oh yeah. My mom was doing laundry and, well this was all I had.” She openly blushed, and then before she sat down, she fidgeted with her skirt to make herself a little more comfortable. Now Ramona and Stacey were the ones blushing as she worked that short thing. Thankfully, she soon stopped.

“Thanks Stacey.” Knives said as she grabbed her order from the counter. Ramona had ordered for them beforehand; coffee for her and hot chocolate for Knives. Enough about beverages though, you wanna know what girls REALLY talk about?

“So, Kim told me you guys had an anniversary last night.” Knives smiled. Ramona did to and blushed, never actually being able to enjoy an anniversary until Scott “Yeah, he got me this.” Ramona held up the necklace around her neck and Knives naturally gasped “Oh my god! That is so beautiful!” The entire shop was actually blinded as the light reflected off the necklace shined like the sun, forcing Stacey to duck and cover behind the counter and cover her eyes until Ramona tucked it into her shirt.

“So what else did you guys do?” Knives asked and Ramona responded “Oh you know, had dinner, exchanged gifts, and made a new notch in the headboard.” Ramona slapped her hand on her mouth, immediately realizing just how casually she let that slip, but it was too late as Knives spit out her hot chocolate, and at the exact same time, the guy who would be mopping that up got an iced latté in the face as Stacey spit up to. Ramona briefly feared she may have just broken Knives, but after that, the girl chugged down her hot chocolate in one slip, slammed cup into the table, grabbed and pulled her in by the collar and said “DETAILS!”

“I don’t know if I should.” Ramona said. Not only was she nervous right now, but she also feared the details Knives wanted would be too graphic for a public place like this. Her friend however made her case “You invite me over here, say you slept with Scott, and you don’t feel like talking? Ramona, girls tell their friends EVERYTHING. My parents were CHINESE STRICT, I went to a catholic high school, and I didn’t get my first boyfriend until last year, which is the guy you are talking about. You are telling me this.”

Ramona could honestly say that this was the first time she was ever afraid of Knives. She looked less intimidating when she held two scythes in her hands. So, sighing, Ramona said “Okay,” and a cheerful Knives let go. Ramona was just about to start when she noticed Scott’s sister quivering behind the counter “Stacey?” Then, she leapt over it and bolted out the door with her hands over her ears all while yelling “LALALALALALALALALALA!!!” So, after that, Ramona told all.

“Honestly, it was incredible! He gave it to me just as hard as I wanted, and he couldn’t keep his hands off my butt, not that I’m complaining. It felt so amazing, I actually jumped him in the morning in the bathroom and we did it right there on the floor. I don’t think I’ve ever been screwed like that.” Ramona was now happy Knives asked for details as she gushed out all this, her cheeks heating up as she recalled everything. However, in her gleeful state, she failed to notice the initial smile on her friend’s face grow smaller with every sentence and now Knives had no expression at all.

“It was really that great?” she simply asked, to which Ramona nodded eagerly. Then, she told her “It gets even better. Then, we tried out The Big Gulp, and I actually ate Scott whole! Just tasting all of him and feeling him stretch out my insides as he filled my belly, it was indescribable.” Ramona however then noticed the look on Knives face, assuring her “I’m serious,” and being told “I know.”

“ *Sigh* And here I thought anniversary sex would be great, but The Big Gulp, that was even better. I never knew I could feel so good; I feel like everything is perfect with me and Scott now. Well, I should go.” Ramona got up to leave. She was getting goose bumps from her recollections and well honestly, only realizing that her break was over brought her partially out of this mindset, not even realizing just how much she had spilled and to who. She told Knives goodbye, but never got a response.

While her friend left very happy, Knives’ eyes went blank white as she was having an internal crisis. Hearing Ramona’s story had made her feel so tiny and meek, all while feelings she was certain were gone all came rushing back to her. She knew she still cared for Scott, but everything she felt right now had her so unsure, that it was scary. She knew this was crazy, and knew she now stood up against someone older, bustier, and was in fact a man eater, but at the same time, Knives desperately felt the need to use this uniform to her advantages.