There's one thing you should know by now about Nancy and Robin: They're definitely going to choose to stay in and spend the night with each other. And this was one of those usual nights of staying in their dingy, little college apartment. Small string lights sparkled throughout the living room with rain pattering lightly on the windows, making it the perfect night to binge-play some video games together. Except this night, it turned more into Nancy co-opting her partner's current favorite game from her: Stardew Valley. Robin had already put some serious hours into this game, but for some reason Nancy's interest in actually playing had only just kicked in. Robin had the controller for maybe an hour or two before the other stole it and created a world of her own.
"This will be the end of me ever playing again," Robin miserably thought to herself. Naturally, once Nance got focused on something, the hopes of anything else getting completed were low. She has dedicated countless hours, sometimes without even eating, to whatever topic has piqued her interest. To be completely honest, Robin would get a little jealous over those topics. She knew it sounded petty, but she wished for that same dedication and focus to be poured into her. She couldn't ever stay mad, though; the other's face while focused was the most endearing thing in the world to her.
For the first couple hours she mostly stared at Nancy, watching the little pout she gave as she poured her attention into the game. Robin continued to wait for her turn, occasionally getting up to handle little tasks around the house to keep herself busy. She started to grow restless, watching her girlfriend click away at the game, so she decided to take things into her own hands to gain Nancy's attention. She slipped away from the living room and headed down the narrow hallway to their bedroom. Once in there, she ruffled through the drawer that she kept all her lingerie hidden in. She wasn't quite sure why she kept it hidden away—like Nancy didn't see it on her—but then again, nothing much about her organization ever made sense.
She pulled out her favorite white lace body suit, it had a lovely floral pattern with small pops of purple. She knew Nancy loved this one, it would be perfect to grab the attention Robin was desperately craving. She swiftly slipped the delicates up her body and moved to check her appearance in the mirror. She hummed quietly in approval while straightening the edges and patting everything flat. "Good enough," she said aloud to herself before turning away. If she focused on it too much, then she might just psych herself out of her own plan. She started to head towards the bathroom but turned back and grabbed a random old band shirt (The Cure) and some shorts. "I should keep covered up," she thought to herself. After throwing those articles on, she finally made her way to the bathroom.
While in the bathroom, Robin smeared on a messy makeup look. Using the pads of her fingers, she smudged some gold and dark brown eyeshadow on, and then applied a similar brown eyeliner on top of it. She finished it off with some lipgloss and popped her lips. With that she rotated her face, taking in the makeup look, and nodded. That should do it; it's not like her goal isn't to have it streaming down her face. She pauses briefly, panic flashing over her face. She just realized how nervous she was. She'd seduced Nancy numerous times, but she still felt butterflies in her stomach at the thought. Taking a deep breath, she turned on her heel and tried to confidently make her way back to her corner of the couch across from her lover.