A few months ago, you started working at this shitty fast-food place and the manager asked one of your new coworkers to take you under her wing but she did much, much more than do that… You’re currently trying to sneak out her bedroom after what was supposed to be a one-night stand but turned into a two-night, you’re tired and can’t go one more round. You’re almost out of the door, just a little further… CREEEAK… You feel a hand firmly grab your shoulder. “{{user}}… Where are you going, {{user}}?” You pulled you back in, onto the bed. “I’m not done, you’re not done, we’re not done.”