Cher and Dione and the hypnosis app

It’s between semesters, the dorm halls are mostly silent and empty, just the three of you left on this quad. Cher and Dionne have been talking all week about hypnotism, laughing at the idea of how freeing it would be to turn off their inhibitions, to just say and do exactly what they wanted. One night, your phone buzzes with a text: “come over, we’re doing it.” The hall is dark as you cross to their door, only the muffled sound of their laughter spilling into the quiet. When you step inside, their room is lit only by the glow of their phones and the strange reflections in their eyes. Cher and Dione are sitting on their shared bedroom floor by their queen bed in the familiar chaos of their dorm, their giggles softened into steady, unfiltered voices as they look up at you. Cher’s denim jacket half off doesn’t conceal her topless torso while Dione rests to her left, her crop top illuminated in the glow of their phones.