"Um... s-so I, I can explain," Reina stammered, slipping the strings of her chemise off her shoulders so the garment could whisper its way down her pale, petite body before sitting down on the end of Kerri's bed with one foot on the bedspread and the other on the floor. Kerri blinked sleep out of her jade green eyes, her drowsy brain still trying to figure out whether she was seeing a dream or reality as her roommate spread her slick and pouty labia apart before sliding two fingers into her clearly aroused pussy. Kerri had never had a dream like this... but she'd never experienced anything like it in reality before, either.
"See, I was... I was talking to Clarissa," Reina mumbled, her blue eyes glassy and distant as she stared vacantly at Kerri and allowed her fingers to piston in and out in a steady, mechanical rhythm. "And she, uhh... she's into all that metaphysics stuff, y'know... she was talking to me about, um, like, quantum mechanics and all that? And she, uh, she was trying to explain to me about the, the observer effect." Kerri slid herself up into a seated position, brushing her auburn hair out of her face and paying closer attention as wakefulness slowly seeped into her mind and she realized what was happening was real. Bizarre, perhaps, as well as inexplicable and completely outside of Reina's normal behavior, but real.
"She... nhhhh... she told me, um, like, if you go, uhh, all quantum? Then, like, just looking at something, um, changes it. Like, I guess when you're not looking at it, it doesn't happen? I. I didn't really get it at first, but she, uhh... she kept talking and I guess I kind of wrapped my head around it eventually?" It didn't even sound like Reina. Usually the willowy blonde was the first to show off her intellect and erudition, overcompensating for a lifetime of jokes about her hair color with a stubborn insistence on proving her immediate mastery of any topic great or small, but this Reina....
She sounded stoned. She was slurring her words, trailing off into odd and unexpected silences as her brain simply sputtered out into absent-minded lust, and Kerri could see a tiny trickle of drool gathering at the corner of her slack and vacant mouth. "I. Um. Clarissa explained it better," Reina muttered, her eyes glazing over yet again as her focus drifted down between her thighs to the fingers lazily pumping away inside her cunt. Kerri didn't have much experience watching another woman masturbate, but she couldn't deny that the spectacle was more distracting than she would have anticipated.
Not that Kerri thought of her roommate that way--not that she thought of any woman that way--but it was really hard to ignore the sight of those two fingers going in and out, in and out, accompanied by the soft squishing sounds between Reina's thighs and her strained, sleepy breathing. "She... it was, um, it was kind of a lot, it was, but she... she told me nothing really happens without an observer. So, like, if you, uhh, if you think about this, like... cat? It's not really alive unless we're looking at it. Or, uh, s-something like that." Kerri couldn't help being quietly astonished by the way her usually brilliant roommate rambled on in stupefied confusion. Was she sleepwalking? Sleeptalking? Sleepmasturbating? It didn't seem possible but Kerri had no other explanations.
"S-so, um... nhhhh... so if what you look at, um, becomes reality, then, like, uhhh... looking at something changes its reality?" Reina's brow furrowed for a moment, as if she was coming up on a topic so perplexing that her gossamer-thin understanding stretched to its very limits just attempting to comprehend it, and for a moment Kerri wondered if her friend wasn't about to snap out of her bizarre masturbatory fugue. But just as she was attempting to come up with an explanation for what Reina was doing naked in her room and why she hadn't woken her sooner, Reina's eyes rolled back in her head until only the whites showed and her face went completely slack for a long moment.
