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>shit waifu
>shit at getting dubs
Figures.

>>25759751
>>25759972
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>"Hey Anon."
"Huh? Oh. What the hell are you doing here? Is there really something you're that desperate to buy tonight?"
>Almost 10 o'clock on a Sunday.
>Fuck this mall.
>'Christmas hours! Extended from 8 AM to 11 PM!'
>And you're stuck working the rest of the closing shift thanks to this gay ass "ALL STORES ARE REQUIRED TO REMAIN OPEN DURING MALL HOLIDAY HOURS" bullshit.
>"Well, I -was- dropping by to check in but if you're gonna be a dick about it-"
>You sigh.
"Sorry. I've been here literally all fucking day and I'm ready to burn this place to the ground."
>"You look like hell."
>Sitting at a commandeered chair, sunken eyed and barely surviving off of shitty coffee from the stand next door, you did look pretty fucking terrible.
"I could really use a shower and a drink right about now."
>Sunset slumped on the counter, looking at you with a bit of pity.
>"Are you even getting paid for this?"
"Hell no. I'm one of the slaves on salary pay. And it's nowhere near enough."
>"Need any help? I mean, you're almost done I take it."
>The offer of help is nice.
>Your boss made you send everyone else home at 8 so it's just been you sitting around for the last 3 hours doing fuck all.
>You stand up and give a stretch and a yawn.
"Yeah if you don't mind, it would help me a lot."
>Sunset gives you a half smile and helps you get the store swept up and does some vacuuming while you count your cash registers and start locking up.
>Twenty minutes later, the store looks good enough to close down, and you're just hanging out at the desk.
"So what else brought you down here? Just wanted to see my smiling face?"
>Sunset rolls her eyes.
>"Yeah, that's the only reason. Wasn't the end of the sale week or anything."
>So she was shopping. At almost 10:30 at night. On a Sunday.
>Girls are fucking bonkers.
"Well, thanks. At any rate."
>"Why don't you have other employees here?"
"Cause I'm salaried, and get a flat paycheck. I don't get overtime."

Post favorite greens

>>25760091
>"That's... Retarded."
"No shit. Did you know the sky is blue, too?"
>Your head hits the desk in frustration before you perk up to the sound of a chime signalling the mall closure.
"Have you eaten yet?"
>"I'm not hungry, but I could eat something small maybe."
"I feel like I owe you a drink or a meal for this. Friday's is open still."
>She slowly lifts a brow.
"Come on. My treat."
>"Sounds like you're asking me out on a date."
"...More like a thank you, but sure why not. At the worst its some free food, eh?"
>Sunset gives you a shrug.
>"Eh, sure. Not a fan of TGIs but if you're buying..."
>Sunset was a girl apart from her other friends.
>The five of them had odd quirks of their own, but Sunset seemed more... Level headed? Or at least had herself more together than the rest.
>Might be why you kinda liked her.
>And now you had a kind of pity date.
>Score.

>>25760185
Good so far

>>25760092
Nice.You may continue now.

>>25760185
>am actually closing up my store in this exact shitty scenario. gimme 10 minutes more.

>>25760185
>You closed up the gates and walked with her upstairs to the indoor entrance, just barely able to get through before they locked the door.
>You were seated off in the corner booth, and finally able to just relax in the comfort of a fully backed seat with comfortable cushioning.
>"I didn't think it was legal to make someone work 15 hours."
"It isn't."
>"So why do you do it?"
"More or less to get more ammo for when I ask for a raise at the start of the year."
>"Have you-"
"Been looking for another job? Yes. Fuck this noise. It's not worth it."
>"-had the potstickers here, was what I was going to ask."
"...Yeah those are pretty good."
>You sit upright again, looking over the menu.
>Just relax and calm down. No sense just blathering on about how fucked you are because you're a doormat for working such a bullshit amount of hours.
>Fuck you, mom and dad. How dare you raise Anon to be a responsible post-war era hard working American who values work ethic and strong morals.
>You order the flatbread and sirloin.
>Sunset orders potstickers and some pasta dish.
>You had it once before and shit Little Italy out into you toilet for two hours.
>Not your ideal night.
"What were you buying?"
>Sunset rummages around and picks out the receipt, reading off a handful of gifts for her family.
>Makes you think about when you might get your shopping done beyond the few things you picked up at the sale racks on your breaks, sweaters and jackets for your family.
>Maybe you need to get some better gifts one of these days.
>"What are you doing for the holidays?"
"Working."
>Sunset stares at you.
>"You're kidding right?"
"We are open. Every. Fucking. Day."
>"That's ridiculous. Why are they making you- oh, right. Salary."
>You nod.
>Fuck this job. Fuck this mall.

>>25760558
"Yep. Since we have a restaurant license and our own entrance, we have no workday restrictions."
>Sunset just looks at you with pity in her eyes.
"...Can we get off the subject of my mistakes in career choices please?"
>"...Did you see that new mov-"
>You stare at her, hoping you won't have to say why you haven't.
>"You need to get out more. Why don't you go hang with friends ever?"
"I don't really have friends. Not since college. High school friends all moved away. And the ones that do come by the store, I'm glad to have nothing to do with them."
>"That's pretty cold, Anon."
"Sorry but ex-stalkers are not people I enjoy seeing. Besides, you and your friends drop by enough. That's nice, for me."
>"So your friends are customers who socialize with you on a regular basis?"
"Well when you put it like that..."
>Sunset shakes her head.
>"When do you have a day off? And don't even say-"
"After Christmas. Maybe."
>"...you really don't have a good job do you."
"It pays the bills well enough."
>Your food arrives and quiets down some of the conversation.
>Funny how now you start looking at just how much time your job soaks up.
"...Have you seen that movie yet?"
>"The new one? No, why?"
"You wanna see it, with me? Tomorrow."
>"I thought you're working straight through the holidays?"
"Fuck em. I've got paid sick time. Shitloads of it. We just won't go to the theatre next door."
>Sunset looks at you with a quirked brow.
>"Where'd Anon go? He was just sitting here, but now someone with a backbone is in his seat."
"...That's a really nice way to agree to a real date."
>"Well, you were... Just whining like a bitch for the last half hour."
>You stare.
"Which works better for you, Cinemaplex or Showcase?"
>"Is Showcase the one with the Director Hall seats that recline and have the IMAX?"
"I'll only pay for that gimmick if you buy the snacks."
>"Deal."

>>25760772
>The next day.
>Your boss was not happy with your sudden illness.
>So much so she threatened your job.
>Lucky for you your constant schedule of slave labor and years of hard work have earned you a LOT of clout with the company VP.
>Not enough for a raise for whatever reason, but enough to pretty much get away with murder.
>One phone call later and your boss called you back wishing you a 'get well soon' and acting like she wasn't ever thinking of punishing you for getting sick.
>That new boss of yours was on borrowed time as it was, anyway.
>But now you had a whole day to yourself. The first in almost a month.
>You immediately roll over and fall back to sleep for three more hours.

>>25761212
now that im home i have a full keyboard.
>You finally roll out of bed at noon.
>Feeling refreshed, you grab your towel and jump in the shower, only adding to your invigoration.
>You start to feel like a person again.
>No longer a shackled drone caught in the machine.
>A free man.
>For the day, at least.
>You grab your old, forgotten civvies and dust them off, slipping into your casual wear with almost erotic sensations ripping through your body.
>Comfortable clothes. No stuffy uniform.
>No fucking worthless dress code.
>Your non-work shoes conform to your feet like a forgotten lover's embrace, and the whole ritual of dressing yourself completes your reformation as a human being of value.
>But what to do first?
>You grab your keys and head to get lunch.
>Five Guys has been on your to-do list for too long.
>The burger melts in your mouth and fills your body with delicious fatty meats and the fries nourish your long starved palette with quality ingredients.
>The food court was shit. This was heaven.
>You head out to the outlet malls in the next town over to get some shopping done, and manage to score some perfect gifts for your family, at great bargains no less, further bolstering your mood.
>Today was truly the greatest you felt in a long while.
>As 3 o'clock reared its head, you turned and headed toward CHS to meet with Sunset Shimmer.
>The group were all sitting around the remnants of the statue from the previous week's fiasco.
>But at least it was fun to watch.
>Just as you greeted Sunset and the rest of her friends, Twilight fell out of the portal under the statue, causing a bit of a scene.
"Great, so, she's back... I don't suppose that means we're cancelling, does it?"
>Sunset looked to you, then to her friends, and held up a finger.
>"Gimme a minute."
>You nod, waiting patiently while leaning against your car.

>>25761381
Proceed

>>25761381
>The Twilight that had just appeared looked overjoyed, shaking Sunset's hands up and down with a cheer before spinning her around almost pushing her back toward you.
"What's that about?"
>"Never mind it, just... Equestrian business."
"You're gonna tell me about that place, someday."
>"Don't count on it. It's more trouble than it's worth."
>You drive toward the theater a ways into the city, keen on avoiding anything to do with work.
>The Director's Hall isn't cheap, at almost $40 a ticket, but those damn chairs are amazing.
>Recliners with seat warmers and massage buttons fully equipped with a stewardess button for any refills or other snacks you may want.
>It was truly the seating of kings among peasants below in the normal chairs.
>Sunset wasn't very happy having to fork out around $20 for a large popcorn and soda with $5 for a pack of Twizzlers.
>You smirk as you sit down, pulling out a small bag of 'borrowed' candy form work, including individually wrapped Twizzlers. And far more than the 10 in her pack.
>The two of you make some idle bickering back and forth before the movie starts, and you quiet down.
>At some point you find yourself sinking back into the chair and getting more comfortable and leaning to one side.
>Damn these chairs are amazing.
>"Feeling comfy?"
>You now realize you're somewhat propped up against Sunset's head, who also has been leaning over.
"...Can't complain."
>She gives a snort and shakes her head.
>"You gotta get out more."
"Today has been fantastic. The greatest day I've ever known in a loooooooong while."
>"How much grief did you get for calling out?"
"I had to call our VP and tell him the boss was gonna fire me if I didn't show up cause I was sick. So he called her and I got another call later with her singing a much different tune."
>"Your vice president went to bat for you?"
"I may put up with more bullshit than an abused housewife but it earns me those accolades with corporate."

>>25761573
2000 characters doesn't seem like that much.
>You're shushed by another couple in the seats behind you, and quiet down to focus on the movie.
>It was worth it to get the matinee showing. The movie let out just after 6, perfect time for diner.
"There's a lot more over in this plaza than at the mall. What do you feel like having for dinner?"
>"...It's like you're trying to buy me or something."
"Uhh, no, I was just offering. I mean, I try to eat around now as it is so..."
>Sunset gave a chuckle.
>"Relax, Anon. Just teasing. Honestly, I could go for some pizza."
>You've had more than enough pizza for a lifetime. Half price at work, so it's worth it to eat for cheap.
>But that pizza was frozen in parts and assembled like a big Lunchables. Some real pizza would be amazing.
>You both head to your car and buzz over to the other side of the lot, heading into the little hole-in-the-wall pizza shop. "Salvatore's Authentic Italian Eatery. "
>Sal is more than friendly, even as he and his staff toss some pizza dough and ring up your order.
>There was always something magical about family run pizzerias with quality homemade ingredients.
>You relax across from Sunset as you finish eating a few bites.
"Dear diary."
>Sunset blinks and looks at you.
"Today was a good day."
>"Talking to me?"
"Nope, just myself. But I'm glad you're here."
>Sunset just looks at you in silence for a few moments.

>>25761573
Damn, that's comfy

>>25761645
>"Are you about to get all sappy?"
"I wasn't... Planning on that, no."
>You wipe a bit of grease off your fingers.
"Just, thanks, ya know? Like I said, I don't really have any friends."
>"Nice to just spend time with other people, who aren't paying to be around? Or people you're paid to associate with?"
"Exactly. With all this, today? Beautiful. I couldn't have had it better, and I would do it again in a heartbeat."
>"Maybe we should."
>You look up to her, cracking a small smile.
>Sunset gives her head a little shake.
>"You should, I mean."
"Freudian slip?"
>Sunset just wipes her mouth and reaches for her soda.
>You raise your cup in a bit of a mocking toast, then take a sip.

>>25761645
I know that feel, keep writing naturally but have to cut the text in awkward times for the character limit, or try and limit yourself to write scenes in chunks to keep cohesion

>>25762178
thanks.

sorry about the sort of end, it just feels like that's a good stopping point.

bamp

boop for more green

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>>25764590
>>25765291
>>25765934
>trying this hard to make Sunset Hooker relevant

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>>25759751
>she a good grill
Oh no OP, Sunset's been a very naughty girl.

>>25765963
Whatever Time-Slut.

>>25766115
green when?

>>25766115
gepj.PAF PAF PAF PAF PAF PAF

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>>25765963
I think you should, Shimmer down

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bompu

>>25766115
"I get it. Sometimes I end up waiting till I'm completely out of clothes before washing as well"
>"Y-yeah. That's it"
"Sometimes I'll creep down from my apartment in just my underpants at 3 AM"
>"..."
>still atop the machine, she edges ever closer to orgasm, despite her efforts
>"SHUT THE DOOR DAMMIT"
>already, inside the doorway, you take a step inside the laundry room and shut the door behind
>she would have facepalmed had her hand not been covered in her juices
"Yeah, this a bit of compromising position for you"
>you struggle to contain a smirk
"Wouldn't want any passersby to see, right"
>she shoots you a glare, still squirming on her oscillating throne

Does anyone know what happened to the "Away from home but not alone thread"?
Will Gritsaw, or Peter Rabbit as we used to call him, ever come back?

Late night bump

>>25773416
Early morning bump

>>25774698
later early morning bump

>>25775215
morning bump

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>>25770244
Does anyone want me to run with this?

>>25776454
Yes, please.

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>>25770244
I'm really terrible at writing smut

>you look back plainly, acting as though she wasn't masturbating in her lingerie
>you can't help but be in awe of her lovely form
>you've seen this girl before, but never spoken
>the pants you have on begin to tighten, but that will have to wait, you want to have some fun here
"My name's Anon I live in 4C, how about you"
>"Sunset Shimmer"
>"4B"
>she stammers out
>she looks at your outstretched hand and then back up at you
>"Sorry... I have a.. cold"
"Well, that's a shame" you say with a grin starting to take hold of your countenance
>she shifts a bit, revealing a a trickle of fluid on the lid of the machine
>as soon as she settles her fine rump upon the warm, vibrating washing machine, her back arches and she makes a face as if to cry out
>you look on eagerly, no longer able to contain your excitement
>she bites her lip and muffles a yelp as she is rumbled forth to climax
>the washing machine completes it cycle shortly thereafter, leaving you and your new found neighbor alone in near-silence
>Sunset's panting is the only discernible sound
"wew"
>"Never speak of this, got it?"
"Maybe..."
>her complexion reddens even more and her eyes narrow, but she can't intimidate you in her present state
>positively disheveled, in a soaked pair of white panties and a frilly bras
>"What," she growls "do you mean by that?"
>you can't help but grin back

>>25777946
Moar