New achievement! Well-Rested!

  You managed to sleep so well that you woke up feeling refreshed and full of energy. You are ready to take on the world and make some monster's mother cry because her only child was ruthlessly slaughtered by a bright-eyed and bushy-tailed Crawler.

  Reward: You now receive the Good Rest bonus every time you sleep in this bed. This buff adds 10% to your base stats plus a 10% bonus to experience and skill training for 30 hours.

  I blinked, looking down at where Lacie snored softly, nose smushed against my shoulder.

  New achievement! At Last, Glorius Sleep

  After far, far too long, you have banished your fatigue debuffs. Can you feel the difference?

  Reward: You can feel the difference. And you'll never know if you could have gotten a celestial box for staying up for 1920 hours.

  It wasn't wrong about feeling different, but I suspected that was more due to the company.

  New achievement! Only-Fans

  You did the nasty on a live feed to over 5 quadrillion viewers. You're a bit dense, so let me do that math for you, former-gooner. When it was still a place that thought it mattered, earth had 8 billion idiots on it. A quadrillion is a million times a billion. That means you were seen, en flagrante, by almost a million times as many people as you thought existed last Christmas.

  Wait, it gets better. Because you're a young woman, no matter what you do, this will be the only thing you're ever remembered for.

  Reward: You've received a Legendary Spicy Box.

  "What? Wait, what?"

  New achievement! Only-How-Many-Fans?

  You had the fastest increase of followers in the entire run of this season of Dungeon World. That's not the most total or anything truly impressive, but you started so low that you spiked ridiculously quickly when people found out there would be porn.

  Hey, remember when you effectively solo-killed a city boss that was three times your level? Something almost no crawler has ever done? That weren't shit compared to one night with your girlfriend.

  Reward: You've received a Platinum Fan Box.

  I snatched at the covers, dragging them over myself, sinking into the bed. "Lacie! Lacie, wake up!" She mumbled and shifted. "Move yourself Lacie!"

  "What's wrong?" she mumbled.

  "Get dressed!"

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  I started to move, then realized that if I took the blanket, I'd reveal all of her to the watchers. I spotted the letter jacket, wrapped it about myself, hunching as I scurried to the bathroom.

  I put my clothes back on, what little clothes I still had, then got back out. Lacie was casually getting dressed right there. I sat on the bed, back to the wall, and wrapped the blanket about myself for good measure.

  Lacie, standing up, finally put the letter jacket back on. "I just saw the achievements. Sorry."

  "This is disgusting." I saw no matching outrage in her eyes. My anger stuttered, turned to hurt. "You knew. You thought, oh, they're watching, that's fine I guess."

  She took a moment to think, then slid across the bed to sit beside me. "We're always being watched. I showed you how to check the counts and all that, you just didn't use it. I have it tracked on my display. I mean, sure I turned off my UI last night, but I knew. It's just..."

  I filled the silence with a yell. "It's just what!"

  "You remember sneaking out at 4 am so we could sit in an ice-cold gazebo for forty minutes before I had to run and hide in case anyone saw?"

  "Of course I remember. I spent most of the first four floors of this... Gah! I hate this place, but I kept reminding myself that I needed to finish our first date so I'd keep going."

  "That night, all I wanted was to go on a date with my favorite person, but I had to do it freezing my tits off in the snow when I hate the cold, and that was fine, because I was going to kiss you, properly for once, and it was going to be magical. I didn't let that shitty little town ruin it for me, and I wasn't going to let a bunch of voyeurs ruin this either." She had been getting a bit intense as she spoke, but then her gaze left mine. "I should have said something, I guess. I was just scared you'd say no, and I just wanted it to be about us, not them, at least once."

  I was still mad. Really, really mad. I was still mad at her, but I was far more angry at the world. Rather than say something stupid, I stomped out of the space, out of the safe room, and out of the town.

  Lacie, struggling to put on her boots, was running after me.

  Lacie: Wait up, Maddy! Please, I'm sorry, but we can't just go running around out here.

  And that was the worst of it. This place meant I couldn't just go cool off somewhere, because they'd try to kill me for daring to want a moment's privacy. In fact, all those voyeurs were probably watching me right now, enjoying how pissed off I was because it was better drama.

  Finally shod, Lacie stopped beside me, trying to catch her breath.

  "If I were home, I'd go for a run, but I can't do anything here."

  She straightened, recovered, and said, "Fine. Let's get a workout." She pointed at random. "There's probably mobs in that direction."

  I was about to just go, like she'd suggested, but I'd already started my breathing exercises by instinct. They worked better here than they ever had topside. Probably some stupid skill or other. "No. Let's open these dumb boxes. I want to go, but if you got hurt because I had a temper tantrum, I'd die."

  "I am sorry," she said.

  "I know you're sorry, and I'm still pissed. See how that works?"

  Now she actually looked sorry.