[Duchess]

WARNING!! Contained in the spoiler below is incomplete nonsense. It makes no sense and can be considered offensive in some circles. OTL Please do not take it seriously @___@

“I’m sorry guys,” Taiki stated frankly while lying in bed with puffy eyes. The rest of the staff members gathered around her with glum faces. “I just can’t make the deadline. You’ll have to finish the item without me.”

“But Taiki- !” Uke interjected trying to persuade her to continue on, only to be stopped mid-sentence by Taiki coughing up a lung. Uke made a disgusted face and nodded knowingly then he led the others out of her bedroom so that she could be alone to recuperate.

However, as soon as Taiki was sure that they left the room, she sprang out of her bed and laughed heartily to herself. She had tricked them into thinking that she was sick and got herself out of another month of item recolouring duty. To celebrate it, she ran into the kitchen to drink eleven cans of Mountain Dew. She didn’t notice the eerie face pressed up against her bedroom window. Taiki had a stalker.

The stalker wore a hooded jacket as well as a ski mask, baseball cap, bandana, and sunglasses. All attire, including their jumpsuit, gloves and sneakers was black. They slowly cranked the window open a slid inside the room. It took all of their effort to not jump into Taiki’s bed and roll around in it, but they didn’t. They had a greater mission at hand!

Taiki sat next to her mini fridge finishing off her twelfth can. She took one more just because she couldn’t resist the dewy deliciousness when she heard a crash coming from inside of her bedroom. She stood up. Then she sat back down. It must have been the cats again. She rubbed her soda filled tummy and let out a loud contented belch. It was good to be Taiki.

She stretched her arms and went to read one of her millions of yuri manga sitting on the shelf. She decided that this was how she was going to spend her entire day; maybe she’d even play some Pokémon later. Tomorrow, she’d get to working on that comic of hers. Of course, tomorrow never truly comes.

Meanwhile, the stalker was rummaging through Taiki’s underwear drawer. “Too many boy shorts,” they thought. They wondered where all the sexy panties were at. Despite that, they sneaked two pairs into their pocket for fun time later. They needed to get a move on. This was not what they came for and there was no use in the getting distracted right now.