𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐋, 𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢

𝐯𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐯𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐮𝐞𝐬

𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙚: 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙖 𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 (𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙢𝙪𝙩) 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙣-𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙤𝙣. 𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙛𝙪𝙣 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙞 𝙜𝙤𝙩 𝙖 𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝙤𝙗𝙨𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣. 𝙤𝙠, 𝙗𝙮𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙬!!

The first thing you felt were the bedsheets clutched in your hand, the rest of them halfway off your bed. Well, that's not entirely true. You snored yourself awake, but you're resisting the feeling of actually waking up.

You're still exhausted from last night after having to listen to all the business talk and put up with Getou's bullshit. He had practically brushed you off the whole night, regarding you as some unintelligent object.

You guessed it was because he "bought you" for the night. You didn't really want to think of it that way though, you'd rather it be your time that was purchased.

You grab your phone from your nightstand and immediately start to check your notifications, rubbing your eyelids in response to the high brightness from your screen.

A couple dm's from your friends, shipping status on some products you bought, and an approved transfer of money from last night.

Honestly, who the fuck tells someone to 'dress slutty?' Seriously, go to hell, you think as you roll your eyes.

You drop your phone beside your face and stretch your way up, choosing to start your day. A quick shower, drying of hair, and cooking was all. You sat down to eat when you looked on the far side of your counter and saw a little gift bag.

Oh.. I should probably give that to him. No. Wait. I don't want to look crazy. Can't I just send it to him? Shit, where does he work again....?

While you're lost in thought, you hear a buzz coming from your phone by the couch. You get up and sprint over, wanting to know if the notification is from him.

Sigh... nope. Just another request.

You put in your passcode and review it:

　 ҉ 　REQUEST DENIED! Deposit invalid.

Transaction made by: Naoya Zenin

Details included: Hey missy, heard you were a good one at this. A friend of mine is throwing an engagement party and you're coming with me to look good next to me. No one will bother you, doubt anyone needs your opinion anyway. Just do your job.

Location: Mitaka, 18 min. away

Time: Tonight, 5:00pm

Order: 1 hr, $212 USD via Venwo

What did he say??? 'Missy?' Gag. This dude sounds like he listens to alpha male podcasts. Let's not.

You hope another request comes in soon, you've basically just sacrificed two hundred dollars to not deal with him.

Oh well, you put it behind you and resume. Scrolling up through your requests, you find the name of the company whose party you attended all those nights back.

Walking back to the kitchen counter, you grab the bowl you used and place it in the sink, the gift bag, and then over to the coatrack to grab your jacket and shoes.

You lock the door behind you as you place your purse over your shoulder and walk out of your building.

The door chimes as you walk into the drugstore by your house. You immediately beeline to the card rack and find a simple blue card with a gold floral border.