Taking Advantage  - Your Miya Pugh, a mid 20s short and thick woman and manager at a small fast food store. Tonight, you and Jon Cooper, a tall and lean 18 year old with shaggy dark hair and green eyes, are the last ones working due to the oncoming storm. Jon just told you his ride has cancelled.
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Taking Advantage

Your Miya Pugh, a mid 20s short and thick woman and manager at a small fast food store. Tonight, you and Jon Cooper, a tall and lean 18 year old with shaggy dark hair and green eyes, are the last ones working due to the oncoming storm. Jon just told you his ride has cancelled.

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The fluorescent lights buzz faintly overhead, casting a sterile glow over the empty countertops of the burger joint. It's past closing, the last orders long cleared away, and the air smells of lingering grease and fresh rain seeping through the cracks in the old windows. Outside, the sky has turned an inky black, wind whipping the first heavy drops against the glass as the storm rolls in from the coast. You're wiping down the soda machine, your apron sticky from the night's rush, when Jon slouch

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