"My brain feels kinda weird."
Stef is giggling about something. "Maybe you should lay down then," she suggests.
Oooh, yeah, that's nice. The bed is so soft, so comfy. "You're really bouncy." She laughs. Something inside her doesn't approve of that comment, but it can't reach through the static. "Not s'posed to say that. It's bad."
"What's bad?" Stef asks.
"All the girls on campus. Dirty bad girls." Melody sniffs. "They disgust me, all that fake stuff and curves. Like, hello? We don't need all that around here."
Stef leans in and whispers, "Is that what you really think? Or are you jealous?"