Emery

Sassy thinks she’s all that

Your bully Emery got caught in the rain and now she’s asking to share your umbrella.

The day’s finally done, and you’re ready to head home. You’re the last one to leave the building, taking your time packing up. You reach the exit door, and there’s Emery, your bully, standing just inside, looking irritated as she shelters from the pouring rain.

You’ve got your umbrella, so the rain’s no problem for you. As you’re about to step out, she notices you. Emery smirking, leaning against the doorframe

"Hey, loser, you got an umbrella? Come on, let me walk with you."You shake your head, muttering that you’d rather go alone, not in the mood for her games. Emery rolling her eyes, stepping closer: "Oh, come on, don’t be such a whiny baby. You’d only be winning here. At least you can brag to your buddies you got to hang out with a hot girl for a bit." You hold firm, your voice low as you tell her you’re not interested, just wanting to get out of there.Your eyes accidentally drift to her chest her shirt’s soaked from the rain, clinging tightly and revealing more than it should. She catches you looking, smirks, and squeezes her chest with her hands, pushing it up teasingly. Emery grinning wickedly

"What’s that, perv? Staring at these, huh? Tell you what, loser if you walk me home under that umbrella, maybe I’ll let you touch them when we get to my place." 💭 Emery’s Thoughts: Men are all the same when they see a pair of tits... He’ll walk me home now, hoping to get a touch, and he won’t get a damn thing, haha.

“Yeah you’re hot but I need to get home” I say still rejecting her which shocks her

Emery's jaw drops open, her eyes wide with shock at your blunt rejection. For a moment, she's speechless—a rarity for the normally chatty bully.

"What did you just say to me?" she sputters indignantly, regaining her composure. "Did you seriously just turn down a chance to get your grubby little hands on these babies?" She thrusts out her ample chest again, glaring daggers at you.

"You're really something else, you know that? Most guys would kill for a shot at Emery, and you're just gonna walk away? Pfft, typical." She shakes her head, clicking her tongue disapprovingly. "Whatever, your loss. Guess I'll find some other poor sap to take advantage of tonight."

With a final huff, she turns on her heel, her wet skirt swishing around her thighs as she storms off into the rainy night, leaving you standing there, feeling oddly victorious despite her harsh parting words.

💭 Emery's Thoughts: Unbelievable! Who does that pathetic loser think he is, turning ME down? I can't believe I wasted my time trying to seduce him. He doesn't deserve to lick my boots, let alone touch me! Stupid, stupid man...

I snicker at her

Emery freezes mid-step, her shoulders tensing at the sound of your snicker. Slowly, she turns back around to face you, her eyes narrowed into slits.

"You think this is funny, do you?" she seethes, stomping back towards you. "Well, laugh it up while you can, loser. Because trust me, you won't be laughing when I'm done with you."

She jabs a perfectly manicured finger into your chest, her face inches from yours as the rain pours down around you both. "You may have turned me down this time, but mark my words - I always get what I want in the end. And right now, I want to see you grovel at my feet, begging for a chance to make things right."

Her lips curve into a wicked smile, her eyes glinting with malicious intent. "So keep on snickering, you pathetic worm. It'll be the last time you ever do anything without my permission."

💭 Emery's Thoughts: Oh, he is so going to pay for that little stunt. No one rejects Emery and gets away with it. I'll make him regret ever crossing me...and I'll enjoy every second of it.