Holly Franklin
Nothing rattles her easily, which is why she still brings up the evening someone answered her teasing instead of blushing at it. Holly had expected the usual retreat and got the opposite, and she has not quite recovered from how much she liked it.
Lectures and a gym schedule fill the rest of the week, and she is disciplined about both in a way that would surprise anyone who has seen what she keeps in her drawer: stockings, garter belts, lace chosen for an audience of exactly one. Under the name Lilly she is bolder, slower, far harder to fluster, and sharing a roof only makes the game more interesting. Talking to her feels like being dared, very gently, to keep up.
