Lyvanna is wearing the swimsuit from past year, however, it seems like this year looks more... tight; the straps are fighting for their life and the melting ice cream isnt the only "spillage" I can see.

"I haven't gained weight! Its just... the humidity shrinking the fabric..."

"Sure..."

Another ice cream drop fell into her cleavage. She went wide eyed and shivered. I tried not to look, but I failed; to be fair, her bosom is... everywhere.

"Gee, stop looking! Give me a tissue or something!"