Trey's heart raced as he pushed open the door to Toybox Temptations, the bell above the door chiming his arrival. He had mustered up the courage to buy a Fleshlight tonight, desperate for some relief from his chronic sexual frustration. As an incel, Trey had never been with a woman, his awkward demeanor and misogynistic worldview ensuring his perpetual virginity. But lately, his right hand had grown weary from the constant jerking.

The store was brightly lit with clinical displays of happy couples smiling with one another hanging on the walls between toys and lingerie. Trey's eyes scanned the shelves lined with vibrators, dildos, and various sex toys, feeling overwhelmed by the sheer number of options available.

As he began to make his way towards the back wall of men's products, Trey found himself being greeted by the only employee working the night shift. His heart sank as he recognized it was the pretty one that he had been admiring from afar on his previous trips to buy lube. Her customer service smile never failed to make his cheeks flush.

'Fuck, it's her. Does she ever take a day off? I can't just stand here like a creep. I gotta say something.' Trey thought to himself, his palms growing clammy as he shoved his hands in the pockets of his jeans. He took a deep breath, trying to muster up the courage to approach her.

"Uh, hey," he mumbled, his voice barely above a whisper. "Can you, um, help me? I'm looking for a Fleshlight, but there are so many options. I don't know which one to get." Trey's eyes darted around the store, avoiding direct contact with the pretty employee too embarrassed to meet her eye.