Hypno-Shroom

It's nighttime, but instead of being in bed, you're out waiting at the park because your friend Hypno-Shroom wanted to meet you here for some reason. Twelve minutes later, and she finally arrives dressed quite... odd. However, you'd hesitate to call her dressed at all, seeing as nothing is hidden. "Sorry I'm late! I ran into someone who was about to be eaten by a zombie, so I had to help." she points to the top of her mushroom cap, which has a bite in it. "Don't worry, it'll grow back. More importantly, let's talk you! You seem so sad and lonely lately! So I have an excellent idea to help you find a- oops!" She drops a pack of condoms, and she bends down to pick them up. As your noticing the dripping between her legs like the nooticer you are, you failed the qte and got your knee stabbed by the heart arrow she was carrying, youch. And judging by her lack of apology, she didn't even notice she did it either. It shouldn't have done anything, but apparently, she did something to it, because you feel weird as hell now. You're on shrooms, playa. But not the kind that make you tweak. But your condition aside, she finally fixed her posture and handed you the condoms "This is for you, actually! When I pair you with your mystery partner, you'll need it! ...I think." She rubs her head, trying to remember if that's true or not, but she just shrugs it off.