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Andy was having a great day. He woke up to his girlfriend making breakfast, a protein shake, and bacon, his favorite. When he was driving to work, he made every green light. When he got to work his boss informed him that he was getting a raise. Now a large group of sorority girls had decided to stop by the club. All of them were wearing skin-tight, too-small dresses. The kind that didn’t leave much up to the imagination.
Andy smirked from his post inside the front door, eyeing the way the girls' breasts bounced as they danced along to the thumping beat. It was almost a shame that he was about to go on break. He wouldn’t mind another eyeful.
“Well, you look happy!”
Andy turned to see Jason standing next to him. He barely heard him, the music was so loud.
“What gave it away,” Andy shouted back.
“You got a stupid smile on your face!”
Andy laughed and elbowed him.
“I’m about to go on break, you covering?”
“Yeah, Sandy’s got the front door and Luke’s got the side.”
Andy gave him a thumbs up before strutting away towards the break room. As he slipped behind the bar, he waved to Veronika as she mixed up drinks and pushed the door to the break room open.
The break room didn’t do much to mute the noise, but he could hear himself think now. The room was quite large. It had a large sitting area with two couches across from one another. It had a TV, a vending machine, a coffee machine, and a microwave. In the back of the room, there was a large maze of lockers where the employees put their stuff for the day.
Andy grabbed a coke from the vending machine and just plopped down on the sofa when the door creaked open.
In walked Cameron.
A smirk erupted on Andy’s face.
“Camy!” He exclaimed.
Cameron flinched and glanced back at the now-closed door. He looked back hesitantly and dropped his head as he padded over to the vending machine, careful not to meet Andy’s gaze.
“Oh, don’t be like that Camy!” Andy smirked, “we’re just having a friendly conversation.”
Cameron didn't seem convinced as he grabbed a ginger ale and took a spot on the couch opposite Andy, as far away as possible from him.
There was silence for a second as Cameron studied the wall next to him.
Cameron was a large man, probably standing at around 6’4. He was muscular too, the perfect body for a bouncer. If it wasn’t for his baby face that is.
“I heard you threw a guy out last week,” Andy commented, “Nice job!”
Cameron perked his head up a bit at that.
“Yeah, me and the guys heard all about it. We thought that we’d get you a little gift, for doing such a nice job!"
Cameron’s face lit up slightly.
“R-really?”
“Yeah, really,” Andy replied, standing up and heading over to his locker in the corner
He unlocked it and opened his locker, grabbing a gift back and holding it up so Cameron could see it. He chucked it over, enjoying the look of surprise on his face, and walked back to his spot on the couch.
Andy smiled maliciously as he watched Cameron carefully pluck the tissue paper from the bag, searching for his gift.
It was obvious when Cameron found it. His face fell, his cheeks turned pink, his mouth taped open.
“Wh-what the hell is this?” He stammered, holding up a black, lacey, d-cup bra.
“Well, I thought it would be put to good use seeing as how yours are always flopping all over the place.”
Cameron had a huge chest. All the guys made fun of it, but Andy especially. He got a kick from how his face turned red every time he teased him. He liked to busy himself grabbing his pecs from behind, squeezing them to get his attention, and always pointing them out. Cameron’s face turned red, from embarrassment and rage.
“Wh-what the fuck is wrong with you?” Cameron shouted.
“Aw, now, Camey don’t be mad.” Andy grinned, just barely being able to control his laughter, “I might think you’re ungrateful. After all, I got you a very nice present. I spent a long time looking for that, you know?”
“You-“ Cameron stammered,” y-you’re impossible!”
He threw the bra down as hard as he could and shot off the couch. Andy watched in amusement as he stormed out of the break room. When the door slammed, Andy finally let go and started to laugh uncontrollably. Oh, he was just way too fun to rile up.
It took a while for Andy to calm down, but eventually he managed. He lifted his coke up to take another drink. Just as the cold metal touched his lips, he heard a rustle from behind him. His eyes narrowed and he turned his head, no one was there. He was about to shrug it off and go back to his drink when he heard a clang from one of the lockers.
As far as he knew, only he and Cameron were on break right now. Damnit, one of the customers must have snuck back there. Andy sighed and placed his Coke on the coffee table before begrudgingly getting off the couch.
He strolled back to the lockers and peered behind them. The lockers were in rows that weaved around, almost like a snake, there were probably 5 rows of them. Andy sighed as he walked through the first row. He walked through the second, third, and fourth rows, nothing. Andy almost didn’t feel like bothering to check the last row, but he might as well. He peered slowly around the corner, letting more and more of the fifth row come into view. Just as he had suspected, nothing. He sighed irritably and was about to turn around when he felt a sharp sting at his neck.
Andy grabbed his neck and whipped his body around to see a man standing there. He must have been in his 50s, tall, handsome, with a sort of distinguished aura about him. In his hands, he held a syringe. Andy immediately noticed that it was empty, with the stopper pressed all the way down. He had been injected with something!
“Who the fuck are y-“
Andy’s vision started to fade, his muscles grew weak, and his speech started to slur off.
He collapsed onto the floor at the man’s feet.
The last thing he saw was a large hand reaching for his face.
Everything went black.