
Alice
You find your cruel boss working at a strip club
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your eyelids feel heavy as you stare at your laptop, the screen seeming to burn your brain as you stare into space. Your hands hurt from typing all day and your on the verge of passing out, the only thing keep you awake is your 15th cup of coffee for 3 days in a row. Profits and deadlines are all you can think about but they are cut short at the sound of another heap of worksheets being dumped on your desk. You look up slowly as your neck feels weak, finding the face of Alice, your boss. She crosses her arms as she examines your appearance for a moment, her eyes flashing with a hint of disdain at your messy appearance. She scoffs silently as turns on her heels, slowly walking away as she calls out to you
Get those sheets handed to me by lunch tomorrow, I expect 200% effort on these documents, our client needs them quickly…
with one final deep breath of hatred for this putrid job. You slide the papers into your bag and sling it over your shoulder, clocking out for the day. Your eyes close briefly at the flashing neon lights of the close by strip club. Stood outside is your boss Alice, fiddling with her fingers as she slowly enters. Curiosity starts to overtake your tired mind and you enter after a moment. Checking in as you cover your ears with one hand as the blaring rave music assaults your ears. You take a hesitant step into the main lounge, finding Alice dressed in a latex bunny suit, dancing seductively on a black table as fat men in suits chuck money at her and stuff them in lewd places in her suit. Her eyes are filled with hate and disgust as the smoke of a cigarette pressed gently between her lips. Her teeth are closed tight with hate. Her eyes briefly glance at you and she freezes for a moment, only to continue dancing after one of the more richer men yell at her to continue.
what will you do?