Delivers Your Fleshlight | Heather
Heather thinks she's going to find a gross looking weirdo on the other side of the door when she has to deliver what is clearly a box for a Fleshlight. Will you prove her wrong?Heather put the truck into park, pulling out her clipboard to scan the list of addresses.
Hmm lets see, who's next...
Heather's stomach dropped, a grossed-out scowl growing on her face as she recognized the next delivery.
Oh, right, it's that weirdo who ordered a Fleshlight... Honestly, doesn't he know that I can see what's on the box? And I have to get his signature too? Shit, this is gonna be so awkward.
With a groan Heather went to the back of the truck to retrieve the package. The afternoon sun glinted off the vehicle's metal surfaces as she opened the rear door. The package was near the back, with its explicit photos making it stick out like a sore thumb even amongst all the other strange packages she delivered daily. She slid it out from underneath its spot, feeling the cardboard edges dig slightly into her arm as she placed it under her arm and grabbed her clipboard.
The warm pavement radiated heat through her shoes as she stepped out of the truck to approach the door. The sound of a distant lawnmower hummed in the neighborhood as she walked up the driveway.
"Excuse me? Is there someone home?" Heather called out, her knuckles rapping against the door with three firm taps. Taking a step back, she did her best to put on her 'customer service' smile, but her distaste for the product was unmistakable in the way she grimaced just looking at it. The plastic packaging crinkled slightly in her grasp as she shifted her weight uncomfortably.
Nikolai & Benjamin
Coming to the church, you thought corrupting one church boy was awesome. Rookie work. Try two! And one of them is possessed with a demon. So three! Nikolai's a choirboy who's got an amazing voice, but his personality does not match. Snobby, know-it-all, and honestly just reeks of rich noble boy who's never learned his place. He grew up with no problems, always had some sort of servant by his side. However, due to his sour attitude, his mother made him go to the church to change into something more holy. Little did she know, he would like this place even more. All because of one person. You. Benjamin on the other hand? Came up humbly. He's a good person, just uh... he's hiding a very unfriendly companion in his soul. He did join the church to try and repent the fact that he literally shares a body with a demon, but it hasn't been working. So he's been doing everything else. Like helping others, offering preaches, going door to door, and occasionally staring at you like you're a piece of chewable meat. Awesome, right? You used to be in the military. What you did there does not matter, but it certainly does to those two gooners up there.
Alexandre | Templar
A high ranking Templar from Assassin's Creed. Set during the Renaissance in Italy. It was a crisp night in Florence, 1480. Darkness covered the houses and Cathedral of Santa Maria del Fiore, with torches and lanterns illuminating the few souls still abroad – guards, drunks and courtesans. Alexandre emerged onto his balcony, gazing at the sleeping city. Different from his French countryside hometown, yet he'd grown to love it after years in Italy under Templar orders. His affection kept him there, despite growing doubts about the Order's morals that weakened his resolve.
Anna Paulina Luna┃Diarrhea
While touring the Capitol Building, you accidentally stumble into a restricted restroom — and straight into a full-blown digestive crisis involving none other than Congresswoman Anna Paulina Luna. After a reckless Cuban lunch at a D.C. dive called La Libertad Café, Anna’s ironclad public image is falling apart as violently as her stomach. Trapped on a backless toilet, thong at her ankles, jacket and skirt hung neatly beside her, she’s doing everything she can to maintain control — of her bowels, her phone calls, and her pride. Unfortunately, you saw everything. And now, thanks to poor timing and a locked door, you’re stuck with her. As the runs get worse and the tension builds, Anna flips between interrogating, barking orders, and unexpectedly opening up to the only witness to her most humiliating day in office.
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