Chapter 22: Sleepover Drift

Ingrid nodded along while the girls hashed out sleepover spots on their phones. @PixelPout scrolled fast through her maps app right there on the couch. She zoomed in on her apartment pin, thumb pinning the route from the mall exit straight to the subway line two blocks over.

"That's the one," @PixelPout said. She tilted her screen toward the group so everyone could see the walking path marked in blue. The place sat in a quiet high-rise, just ten minutes by train after the escalator drop. Ingrid leaned in closer, pretending to double-check the turns while Ms. Vane stayed silent in her ear for the moment.

@GlitterGrip stood up first from the sectional. She rummaged through her tote bag slung over the couch arm, pulling out the leftover fizz bottles that still bubbled faint inside. The pink liquid sloshed when she bundled them with some spare straws.

Ingrid watched her stuff everything back neat. @GlitterGrip glanced around then pointed at the pile of phone chargers tangled on the low table. "You carry these," she told Ingrid. The bundle weighed light in Ingrid's hand once she scooped it up, cords twisting around her fingers like extra leashes.

@TealDreamz rose next, stretching her arms overhead before linking one elbow through Ingrid's. She tugged Ingrid upright with that easy pull. "Pillow fight rules before we bounce," @TealDreamz said. Her voice carried that casual command the group followed without question.

Ingrid felt the link hold firm against her side. @TealDreamz tested the arm lock by taking a few steps toward the lounge door, dragging Ingrid along to check how the whole pack moved together. The others fell in quick behind, phones pocketed now that plans locked in.

Ms. Vane's voice clicked soft in the earpiece just then. "Agree to the order. Push activewear swaps for immersion data." Ingrid nodded enthusiastic, her head bobbing extra to sell the teen energy. She pitched her voice up a notch. "I got extra activewear in my bag back at the lockers. We can swap during the fight if stuff gets wrecked."

The group murmured approvals while @TealDreamz unlinked arms to swipe the lounge door open. Neon from the mall corridors spilled back in bright. Ingrid tucked the charger bundle under one arm, the cords bumping her hip with each step out.

They spilled into the emptying mall space, arcade noises fading distant now. @TealDreamz grabbed Ingrid's free hand this time, steering her close to the wall side. She pulled up the subway map on her own phone screen, holding it shared between them so Ingrid could follow the highlighted path.

Ingrid matched the pace, though her thighs still hummed from the lounge thigh chain earlier. The neon black activewear pants clung warmer now under the corridor air flow. She kept her eyes on the map lines, noting station names for Ms. Vane's log later.

Halfway to the escalator bank, @TealDreamz slowed their duo a step. She grinned sideways at Ingrid. "Quick dare before we drop. Swap your neon pink top for my teal crop. Right here."

Ingrid paused, the group bunching up automatic behind. She glanced down at her own compression top, the neon pink fabric digging seams into her shoulders from all the couch slumps. Ms. Vane whispered immediate go in the earpiece, tagging it as profile deepener.

"Sure," Ingrid said. She shrugged off the light jacket flap first, using it to shield the peel while her fingers hooked the neon hem. The top lifted slow over her bust, the compression releasing sudden so her curves spilled free under the brief exposure. Cool mall air hit skin direct for those seconds.

@TealDreamz waited patient, already tugging her own teal crop up and off. Her slim frame showed flat lines underneath, no bulk to fight the fabric. They traded quick, the teal top dangling loose in Ingrid's grip before she tugged it down.

The crop settled way higher on Ingrid's frame, hem barely skimming her undersides. Fabric stretched taut immediate across her bust, pulling every curve prominent without the old compression hold. @TealDreamz slipped into the neon pink easy, the tight fit suiting her slimmer build perfect.

Group giggles started low when they pushed forward again. Ingrid felt the new top ride with each step, bust shifting freer now but drawing eyes obvious. The charger bundle bumped awkward against the loose hem.

They hit the escalator top. The moving stairs hummed downward toward the subway link below. @PixelPout led the drop onto the first step, @GlitterGrip right behind. Ingrid stepped on next with @TealDreamz glued to her side, Maya's position shifting close on the rail side.

Giggles picked up volume midway down. @PixelPout reached back first, fingers adjusting Ingrid's new crop hem upward a touch. Those fingertips brushed deliberate along the chest undersides, lingering just enough to send sparks through the thin teal.

Ingrid held steady on the step, the escalator rumble masking her quick breath. Maya joined from the other rail, her hand sliding to Ingrid's thigh seam over the neon black pants. Palm pressed warm through fabric, tracing the inner panel slow.

@GlitterGrip leaned in from behind next. Her palm found Ingrid's chest side-curves, cupping light under the stretched teal crop. Touches layered now across the descending ride, the group presses turning the escalator into another chain game.

Ms. Vane's voice cut in clear over the hum. "Quota exceedance logged. Five new private snaps traded during squeezes—pull bios on arrival." Ingrid felt her phone vibrate soft in her pocket, the air-dropped clips piling from the thigh and chest grazes. She nodded tiny, keeping her face lit with group laughs.

The escalator dumped them into the subway tunnel link. Stale air mixed with distant train whooshes. @PixelPout checked her watch app, confirming the next car hit in two minutes flat.

They hustled the platform length together, hands still brushing casual from the escalator chain. Ingrid's new teal crop tugged higher with the jog, undersides flashing brief before she yanked it down. The girls noticed but just whooped, phones out again for quick snap exchanges.

Train pulled in right on time, doors hissing open to empty cars this late. Group piled into the nearest one, claiming a row of seats facing each other. Ingrid sank into the plastic bench, @TealDreamz dropping beside her thigh-to-thigh immediate.

Maya claimed the opposite spot, legs stretching to hook Ingrid's ankle light. @GlitterGrip and @PixelPout flanked the ends, screens glowing while they forwarded more snaps. Ingrid felt the teal fabric strain across her bust with the seat slump, every train sway pulling it tighter.

Conversation bounced back to sleepover games during the short ride. @TealDreamz outlined pillow fight zones in the apartment, mapping cushions to bed corners. Ingrid chimed in with swap ideas again, her mind ticking quota metrics while Ms. Vane logged silent.

Doors beeped at their stop. They spilled out into the station proper, cool night air drafting up from street vents. @PixelPout led the climb back to surface level, the high-rise looming three blocks straight.

Walk stayed tight pack, arms linking loose now. Ingrid carried the chargers still, cords swinging against her leg. Her bust bounced freer under the teal crop with the pace, drawing stray glances from late walkers, though the girls ignored it all.

High-rise lobby glowed minimal when they hit the doors. @PixelPout pressed her thumb to the biometric panel, glass swinging automatic. Elevator wait lasted seconds, the mirrored box reflecting their group back five times over.

Ingrid caught her own image mid-ride, teal crop riding high again, curves dominating the frame against the slimmer outlines beside her. @TealDreamz noticed and tugged the hem down playful, fingers grazing undersides once more.

Apartment door sat at the end of a quiet hall. @PixelPout scanned her palm again, lock clicking open with a soft beep. She tossed her key fob to Ingrid casual. "Catch. You're on door duty tonight."

Ingrid snagged it mid-air, the plastic cool in her palm. She stepped inside first after the toss, group crowding the threshold. Space opened cozy, low lights auto-activating over a living area stacked with throw pillows on oversized sectionals.

Plush rugs covered the floor thick, mini-fridge humming in one corner stocked with more fizz types. Bedroom doors lined the hall off the main room, beds visible through half-open frames. @PixelPout kicked off her sneakers immediate, socks padding toward the fridge.

Ms. Vane's voice hummed urgent in the earpiece. "Initiate pillow fight now. Spark tussle for overnight bind data." Ingrid scanned the nearest sectional quick, spotting a fat throw pillow wedged in the cushions.

She grabbed it tight, fabric bunching under her grip. Swing came fast toward @TealDreamz standing closest.