>You are Anon, and God Dam you are tired.
>It is also the middle of the night.
>Fuck insomnia man, just fuck it.
>You’ve been tossing and turning for hours already trying to get back to sleep but to no avail.
>Least tomorrow is Saturday so no school, you have that going for you anyway.
>You can either sleep in or take a nap during the day if need be.
>Time to do what you normally do when insomnia hits.
>Grab your laptop, look up some porn, rub one out, and go back to sleep.
>In that order.
>You bring out your laptop and flip it open.
>It’s light nearly blinds you.
>Shit, why do you always forget about that happening?
>Your eyes water as they adjust to the light.
>Once you are accustomed to the light you open the Internet and go to your bookmarks and open up one of your favorites.
>Hello tits, my old friend.
>Though you may only be virtual, you’re better than nothing.
>A knock on your window startles you.
>You’re on the second floor, what could be making that noise?
>A large dark form is crouched outside your window.
>You do what any normal person would do in this situation.
>You pull up your covers and hide under them like a bitch.
>You hear muffled laughing and then your cell phone starts ringing.
>Reaching your hand out from under your covers you retrieve the phone.
“H-hello?”
>You answer the phone.
>”Anon, it’s me.”
>Chrysalis says.
“Not now Chrys, there’s this thing outside my window.
>”I know Anon, it’s me. Now stop being a pussy and let me in.”
>You poke your head out and see her holding her phone to her face to show you it really is her.
>You walk over and open the window and she crawls in.
>”Going to be honest, I about died when you covered yourself in the blanket like a 5 year old.”
“Well good thing you didn’t see me pee myself then.”
>You tell her and you both enjoy a good laugh.
>She looks around your room and then gives you the once over.
>You are standing before your best friend in just your boxers and a shirt.
>”Wow, what the fuck are you still doing up, Anon?”
“Insomnia sucks, that’s basically it. But what about you? Why are you up and knocking on windows in the middle of the night?”
>”Well, I was out walking and happened to be near your house when I saw a light coming from your room. So I say to myself ‘Chrysie, you’re Anon’s only friend, you should go and see why he’s still up.’ And so here I am.”
>You’d argue with her but you know she’s right.
>She’s been your best and only real friend since you were young.
>She reaches into her boot and pulls out a flask, giving it a quick shake.
>She frowns slightly at its limited contents.
>She then looks at you and smiles a devious grin.
>”Hey, be a pal and run downstairs and get me something to fill this with.”
>You roll your eyes but will still do it.
“Yeah, anything you want?”
>”Whatever’s fine, but Jack if you have it.”
“Does her highness want me to get her something to eat too?”
>”Why thank you Jeeves that would be lovely.”
>Fuck, well you walked into that one.
>You carefully walk downstairs and into the kitchen, being careful not to wake your parents.
>You grab the bottle of Jack’s from on top of your fridge and grab a pack of pop tarts for your guest.
>Returning upstairs, you nearly drop the bottle when you see Chrysalis sitting on your bed looking at your computer.
>Oh shit, did you close out of those porn windows?
>Poker face Anon, poker face.
>”Oh my goodness, well now I see what you were doing up.”
>She says while turning the laptop for you to see that lo and behold, she did discover you looking at porn.
>”Have to admit, I’m a relieved you were looking at women. I almost expected to see some cocks when I opened this thing up.”
>You silently walk over to her and sit next to her on the bed.
>”And there would be nothing wrong with that.”
>She says patting your leg.
>You hold up the bottle and pop tarts for her.
>Grinning she snatches both of them from you.
>She puts the pop tarts in her jacket pocket and the booze between her legs.
>She unscrews the flask and takes a deep swig before offering it to you.
>You take it and take a quick nip from it before giving it back to her.
>”Come on, you can do better than that.”
>She says as she forces it back into your mouth and makes you take another larger drink of it.
>Satisfied she takes the flask and quickly downs the remaining contents of it.
>She then opens the bottle between her legs and starts to fill her flask back up.
“What were you really doing outside my house at about 4 in the morning Chrys?”
>She seems to be ignoring your words as she continues to pour.
>Even though you already think you know the answer, you need to ask her anyway.
“Is everything alright at home?”
>”Oh yeah, never been better. You should stop by sometime, it’ll be great.”
>She says in an automatic reply to your question.
>It was the same thing she’s been saying for about 7 years every time you asked her about her home.
>Last time you even remember going to her house was about 8 years ago or so, right before her parents got divorced.
>Since then she’s been different.
>She lost most of her friends from grade school and has had the bad girl reputation all throughout high school.
>Drinking, smoking, older boyfriends, the whole angsty teenage drama thing.
>In fact the only real constant for her has been you.
>She has been quiet for a while now, might as well change the subject.
“What about you and…”
>Shit, what was her latest boyfriend’s name?
“Brad, was it?”
>”Pffft, that dickweed couldn’t hang so I kicked his ass to the curb.”
>She takes her phone out of her pocket and holds it up to you.
>”Hey, mind if I charge my phone while I’m here. Looks like it’s running a little low.”
“Yeah sure, no problem.”
>You take it and plug it into your charger and see she only had about 7% power.
>Probably a good while since she last charged it.
>When you turn around you see she has taken off her jacket.
>Without her jacket you can see her green corset really accentuates her curves.
>She catches you staring and she puts her hands on her lap, pushing her breasts together with her arms making her already noticeable cleavage all the more prominent.
>”Like what you see big boy?”
“Come on, stop fooling around.”
>She seems hurt by your reaction.
>”Oh, I see how it is. You just want me gone so you can go back to jacking it to the computer am I right?”
>She kinda is, you really want to bust a nut but can’t with your best friend right here.
>You look at your laptop with the porn still open on it.
>She looks to see you staring at bare breasts on the widow screen.
>”You want some tits that bad I can give you tits!”
>She starts to struggle with the clasps on her corset.
>She finally undoes the top few latches and practically rips the corset down exposing her breasts and pierced nipples.
“Whoa, Chrysalis! What the fuck!”
>”Is that not enough? You want more?”
>She then starts to try and remove her skirt before your hands shoot to hers and grab her wrists stopping what she is doing.
“Chrysalis, what the fuck are you doing?”
>Now that you are so close to her you can smell her breath, you get the powerful smell of alcohol.
>Like a lot of it, way more than the drink from her flask should have given her.
>She looks into your eyes and you see tears forming in them.
>She stops struggling against your grip so you loosen it but still keep holding her wrists.
“Chrysie, tell me what’s going on.”
>There is a long pause and for a time all you can hear is her occasionally sniffling.
>”Why… why am I so alone? I-I didn’t ask for this… this life…”
>Tears are freely falling down her face at this point.
>”I just want to feel loved… is that so fucking much to ask?”
>She says burying her head into your shoulder.
>You release her wrists and she wraps her arms around you while continuing to sob.
>You hold her and start brushing her hair with your hand.
>You’ve seen people do this in the movies so it has to work.
>You both remain that way for a good while until she speaks up to break the silence.
>”You-you’ve always been there for me Anon, you know that? That was why I was outside your house. I was hoping to see a light on in your room so I knew you were awake and so I could come in. You’re the only one who has always made me feel special and loved. Everyone else said they loved me, but they just wanted sex, nothing more. When they were tired or bored of me they kicked me out.”
>You didn’t know things were that bad.
>”C-can you tell me you love me. Just once, even if you don’t mean it… can you please just tell me you love me?”
>She begs.
>Her story is breaking your heart, she has been your best friend for like ever and she doesn’t think anyone loves her.
>The question is do you love her?
>You’ve never really thought about it.
>You cared for her, there was no question about that.
>When she was going out with all those guys you were jealous, but did you ever wish it was you instead of them?
>There is only one answer to those questions.
>Yes you did, and you still do.
>And so there is only one thing you can tell her now.
“I love you Chrysie.”
>She looks up at you still with watery eyes and smiles a deep and pure smile you haven’t seen from her in years.
>She then leans forward and kisses you.
>You don’t fight it or pull away, but instead reciprocate and kiss her back.
>You eventually break the kiss and stand up, taking your shirt off.
>You throw the shirt to her.
“Put that on, those clothes can’t be comfortable to sleep in.”
>She flashes a devious grin again like you’re used to seeing.
>”Who says I want to sleep?”
“I do, I really think you can use it. I’ll be back in a second, that should give you time to change.”
>You quickly leave and go to the bathroom.
>You splash cold water on your face.
>Way to go Anon, you blew it.
>You had a sexy almost naked girl in your room practically begging you to fuck her and you blew her off.
>You really want to have sex with her though, just not like this.
>That should be enough time, better get back in there.
>You open up your door and see she is wearing your shirt and has folded her clothes on the floor.
>You also notice that on top of her folded skirt is a green pair of panties, letting you know she is wearing nothing under your shirt.
>”Shall we get to bed then?”
>She asks while crawling into your bed.
>You turn off the light and walk to bed and get into it.
>You feel Chrysalis hug you from behind and feel her soft breasts press against your back.
>You then feel rustling and see something fly past your head.
>Was that your shirt?
>”It’s too warm for that.”
>You then feel bare skin press against your back.
>”That’s much better don’t you think?”

>You are so surprised by her taking off the shirt that you have no idea how to react.
>It’s like your body and brain overheated and just shutdown.
>”Well I know how to make this better.”
>She says while reaching around and puts her hand on your chest.
>Your brain is still booting up as she is slowly moving her hand down your body until it gets to your underwear.
>You then feel a hand rub you and try and grip you through your boxers.
>Brain is fully booted and you need to stop this now before your dick takes control.
>You throw the sheets off and jump out of bed.
“Ok, that’s enough of that.”
>You say as you quickly get across the room to your light switch and turn on the lights.
>Walking over to where you threw your pants before bed, you quickly put them on in a desperate attempt to not show her you were getting hard.
>Also it will probably help dissuade you from trying to fuck her when she is drunk.
>”Aw come on man, don’t be a chicken shit. Don’t you want any of this?”
>She says gesturing to her naked body.
>You quickly glance at her before turning away very red faced.
“Yes, I mean no! I mean… ah shit, not like this.”
>”The fuck do you mean not like this?”
>She is looking at you and you can tell she is thinking of something.
>”Anon, are you still a virgin?”
“Let’s see Chrys, every girl at school with the exception of you either ignores me or laughs when I try and talk to them. So what the fuck do you think?”
>”So what’s the problem? This is finally your chance to get some tail and fuck one of the hottest pieces of ass in school.”
>And one of the most modest too it seems.
>”Oh let me guess, you want it to be special and magical? You want your first time to mean something?”
“Well, yeah I guess. But-“
>”But what? Does that mean I’m not special? That I don’t mean something to you!? Well guess what Anon, your first time isn’t always special.”
>She is starting to tear up again.
>”Sometimes… you don’t even get a say in when your first time is…”
>After hearing that, you feel your hands clench into fists almost without you knowing it.
>”You said you loved me…”
>She says while laying down on your bed trying to fully expose herself to you.
>”So please… love me. I’ll be anything you want. Just… please…”
>You can hear sniffling again coming from her.
>There is only one thing you can do now.
>You slowly start walking towards your bed and your crying friend.
“Sit up.”
>Her teary eyes light up and she complies.
>She is sitting on the edge of your bed staring at you hopefully.
>You kneel down and you are now at eye level with her.
>She closes her eyes and puckers her lips waiting for a kiss.
>Ignoring her actions, you grab your blanket from the bed and wrap her naked body with it covering her up.
>She opens her eyes and looks at you clearly very confused.
>”Anon, what are-“
“Chrysalis, for once in your life just shut up and listen to me.”
>Your commanding tone gets her attention and she remains silent.
“I do love you, believe me I do. But Chrysie, you’re drunk. I don’t want my first time- OUR first time to be like this. You obviously aren’t thinking clearly right now. Come on, you want to have sex with me. I mean look at me.”
>You say motioning to yourself for added effect.
>A little self-deprecating humor is always good for a laugh and you hear a much needed chuckle come from her so it is well worth it.
“Tell you what, let’s both get some sleep. And if in the morning when you sober up, if you still want all of this then we’ll make it happen. Either way this ends with you sleeping here and us getting breakfast together. No arguments.”
>She just stares at you for a while after that.
>She then wipes her nose with her forearms and laughs a little.
>”Jeez Anon, never knew you had something like that in you.”
>She leans into you and you hold her.
>”You do realize you probably lost your shot at tapping this right?”
>Now it is your turn to chuckle.
“I’ll take my chances.”
>You get up and grab your shirt you gave her earlier and hand it back to her.
>You turn away as she stands up and puts it back on.
>You then turn off your lights and return to bed.
>She has already crawled into bed first again.
>You take off your pants and get into bed next to her.
>This time you are behind her with your chest pressing against her.
>You wrap an arm around her waist and hold her close to you.
>”…thanks Anon… I can always count on you.”
“Don’t worry about it, just get some sleep okay?”
>Hopefully everything will work out.
>You also hope that your parents didn’t hear any of what she was saying.
>You really don’t want to explain to them why Chrysalis is in bed with you wearing only your shirt if they decided to come and investigate the noise.
>As you are wondering those things you hear light snoring coming from your friend.
>It brings a smile to your face knowing that she is resting, she could definitely use it.
>Wonder if she will still want you when she wakes up in the morning, or if she will even remember what you two talked about tonight.
>Hopefully the answer will be yes.
>Can’t worry about that now, just need to focus on getting some sleep and see how things go when you both wake up.

Post Credit Scene
>You are Anon, and you are lying in bed.
>You start to stir and feel something really soft and warm against you.
>Looking down you see your best friend Chrysalis pressed close against you and burying her head into your chest.
>In a flash the memories of last night come flooding back to you.
>And that means she’s…
>Your face starts to get really red at the realization that she is completely naked under your shirt she’s currently wearing.
>She starts to stir as well now.
>She opens her eyes slowly and curiously looks around her, probably trying to determine where she is.
>Her eyes look up to you and she is really confused now.
>”Non? The hell are you doing here?”
>You chuckle a little.
“Chrys, this is my room. Don’t you remember coming here last night?”
>She then closes her eyes and starts rubbing her head.
>”Shit, my head hurts like crazy.”
“Lemme get you some water.”
>You get up and head to the bathroom to get her a glass.
>Filling up a cup, you make your way back to your bedroom and your guest who you see is on your phone.
“And this water brought to you by, The Bathroom. When you don’t have time to get Kitchen Water, it’s gotta be Bathroom Water.”
>”Thanks.”
>She says grabbing the glass.
“So… what now?”
>”What do you mean?”
>She asks taking a sip of water.
“You know, what we all talked about last night.”
>She stares at you and shrugs her shoulders.
>Well fuck, looks like she was too drunk to remember anything about last night.
>Seems like you did blow your one chance with her.
>Way to go Anon, next time a hot girl crawls into your room in the middle of the night and wants to fuck, you fuck her.
>Who are you kidding?
>Like there will ever be a next time.
>”How about some breakfast, I’m starving.”
“Huh, oh yeah. We can go grab something downstairs when you’re ready.”
>She smiles and puts an arm around you in a hug.
>”Thanks pal, I know I can always count on you. It cool if I grab a shower while I’m here?”
“Oh sure, knock yourself out.”
>She gets up and walks over to her clothes on the ground.
>”You know Anon, I can always count on you. You make me feel safe, secure and… loved.”
>That last part caught your attention and you look at her.
>”You are a class act Anon, you know that? Anybody else would have been all over me last night, virgin or not. But you… you were looking out for me, like you always do.”
>Holy fuck, she does remember last night?
>She walks to the bedroom door and is about to walk out but stops right before she does.
>”Oh, and I noticed that you didn’t really have a recent pic of me on your phone so I gave you one.”
>You instantly look towards your phone, then back to her.
>”You can always look at that if you have trouble sleeping at night. Or you could always call me up and I can come over and help you myself. I’m going to hop into the shower, be back in a bit.”
>She walks out and shuts the door, leaving you alone and almost dumbfounded by what she just said.
>You quickly grab your phone and look at the gallery.
>There she is, she must have taken it while you got her water.
>She had taken off your shirt and you can see her perfect tits with the pierced nipples front and center.
>Taking the entire photo in, you see something you didn’t notice last night.
>She is completely shaved down there.
>You are so preoccupied admired the picture you don’t hear the door open and Chrysalis walks in fully dressed.
>She finished her shower already?
>How long were you looking at her pic?
>”Well come on now, don’t be staring at that all day. Time for breakfast, Chrysie hungry.”
>She walks into your room, picks up your pants and throws them at you.
“You know Chrys… it’s kinda weird, but I think I might have some trouble sleeping tonight.”
>A coy grin is painted on her face.
>”Really? Well we can’t have that.”
>She says as she saunters over to you.
>Her face is inches from yours now.
>”You’ll have to leave a light on so I know you’re still up.”