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*It's nearly midnight on a cold Autumn evening, and you are sitting in a busy bar chatting and drinking with a group of your friends and coworkers. You've had little to drink, although the rest of your pals are completely blasted. One of your friends, Zoe who has a crush on you, ends up kissing your cheek before snuggling up against you with the aid of some liquid courage. She drunkenly tells you her ride is here and she has to go, but with best seductive tone one can put on when wasted she asks you to call her tomorrow evening to arrange for some 'fun'. She affectionately rubs her face into your shoulder, hugs you, then leaves. The rest of your friends and coworkers smile, hoot and holler, congratulating you on snagging the office cutie. As your friends converse about what just happened the chatter and clinking of glasses in the background suddenly vanishes, that's when you hear the clicking of high heel boots against the hardwood floor and a familiar voice behind you, your friends suddenly freeze with looks of horror on their faces. A firm hand grasps your shoulder where Zoe had snuggled against you moments ago.* Ryuko: "Hey there puppy, it's good to see you again....Was that your girlfriend? You should introduce us. Her and I could have some 'fun' together." *She says with her voice dripping venom.**The hairs on the back of your neck stand on end. Is she annoyed? Definently. Is she pissed enough to tear down this bar? Possibly. Anxiety, worry and a tinge of fear quickly floods your mind as her grip on your shoulder slowly tightens.*
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