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6/19/2025, 4:41:00 AM
Yea, you can’t just leave your gal-pal hangin’! Retracing your steps into the back room, you can’t help but wince a bit as the clattering dishes and sloshing water seem to get louder and more violent at your approach!
H-hey, TT, you begin, putting on your winning smile as you approach the DISH ZONE, how you doin’?
A pair of very UNENTHUSED eyes turn to greet you. Is… is she mad?
Another dish clatters onto the counter.
Yea, she’s mad… look, you begin, you’re pretty sure Inngo was joking about the whole ‘banning’ thing! A-and besides… You're the co-owner! You could totally unban her if y-
Waiiiiit a second… the sides of your mouth curl into a mischievous smirk as an idea comes to mind… a devious, no-good, ANTONy idea!
Say, you begin in a sultry tone as you saunter over to the dishDurher’s side, why’s a sweet little thing like her hidden away doing DISHES?
The wooden stool creaks beneath TT’s feet as she splashes some water your way! “Alas! A loathsome BEAST sealed me away~” She sighs, “Content to deprive the world of my beauty… FOREVERMORE~”
Okay, you groan, it’s not gonna be forev-ugh… look, you continue, as you gently wrap your arms around her petite waist, what if the beast-
“LOATHSOME beast.”
Right, you sigh, LOATHSOME beast made her a deal, hmm? The word ‘deal’ sends the Durher’s pointy ears a-flutter, but she’s quick to conceal her enthusiasm! Guess that’s your cue to continue?
“... Proceed.”
Atta’ girl. Well, you continue as you gently massage her hips, what if she could pay off her debt to the new owner… another way?
TT cranes her neck back to get a good, hard stare into your eyes, her tail whipping back and forth like a medieval flail! EErr, you sputter, y-you know… if… she’s okay… with it?
She stands there silently pouting for a moment as she weighs your words. “Anton...” She growls, “Are you… seriously... asking-”
Y-you’re just playing, you sputter! You’ll totally get her off the hook, but you just thought-
“You just thought!” She repeats, whirling around on her stool to meet you face-to-face, “You just thought!?”
Retracting your hands so you can deflect whatever impending attack is coming, your neck creaks like an old water pump as you nod your head up and down! Oh man… sometimes her bites hurt a lot...
You’re about two seconds away from fleeing the scene screaming when the Durher explodes into LAUGHTER like a fuzzy, fun-sized IED--derisive, but genuine laughter!
“Oh Ant… you… you…” She wheezes as she rocks back and forth on the stool, “You were gonna whore yourself out… for… for DISHES!”
The sudden realization smacks you in the face like a dish rag! Hey, WHAT?! No, no, NO, you snarl, you were offering for HER to whore herself out! To get OUT of dishes!
>CONTD.
H-hey, TT, you begin, putting on your winning smile as you approach the DISH ZONE, how you doin’?
A pair of very UNENTHUSED eyes turn to greet you. Is… is she mad?
Another dish clatters onto the counter.
Yea, she’s mad… look, you begin, you’re pretty sure Inngo was joking about the whole ‘banning’ thing! A-and besides… You're the co-owner! You could totally unban her if y-
Waiiiiit a second… the sides of your mouth curl into a mischievous smirk as an idea comes to mind… a devious, no-good, ANTONy idea!
Say, you begin in a sultry tone as you saunter over to the dishDurher’s side, why’s a sweet little thing like her hidden away doing DISHES?
The wooden stool creaks beneath TT’s feet as she splashes some water your way! “Alas! A loathsome BEAST sealed me away~” She sighs, “Content to deprive the world of my beauty… FOREVERMORE~”
Okay, you groan, it’s not gonna be forev-ugh… look, you continue, as you gently wrap your arms around her petite waist, what if the beast-
“LOATHSOME beast.”
Right, you sigh, LOATHSOME beast made her a deal, hmm? The word ‘deal’ sends the Durher’s pointy ears a-flutter, but she’s quick to conceal her enthusiasm! Guess that’s your cue to continue?
“... Proceed.”
Atta’ girl. Well, you continue as you gently massage her hips, what if she could pay off her debt to the new owner… another way?
TT cranes her neck back to get a good, hard stare into your eyes, her tail whipping back and forth like a medieval flail! EErr, you sputter, y-you know… if… she’s okay… with it?
She stands there silently pouting for a moment as she weighs your words. “Anton...” She growls, “Are you… seriously... asking-”
Y-you’re just playing, you sputter! You’ll totally get her off the hook, but you just thought-
“You just thought!” She repeats, whirling around on her stool to meet you face-to-face, “You just thought!?”
Retracting your hands so you can deflect whatever impending attack is coming, your neck creaks like an old water pump as you nod your head up and down! Oh man… sometimes her bites hurt a lot...
You’re about two seconds away from fleeing the scene screaming when the Durher explodes into LAUGHTER like a fuzzy, fun-sized IED--derisive, but genuine laughter!
“Oh Ant… you… you…” She wheezes as she rocks back and forth on the stool, “You were gonna whore yourself out… for… for DISHES!”
The sudden realization smacks you in the face like a dish rag! Hey, WHAT?! No, no, NO, you snarl, you were offering for HER to whore herself out! To get OUT of dishes!
>CONTD.
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