Please be nice this is my first time
PART 1
Sunny flopped onto her bed with a deep, angry sigh. She was tired, annoyed, and just wanted to relax after a long day waiting tables at the Pancake Parlour. It took way too much effort but she slipped her hairtie off with another big huff and tossed it across the room. Her brightly-coloured pink hair lay in a messy heap, her black t-shirt and black skinny jeans soaked with sweat, she felt so gross.
Until her beautiful partner Dani walked in through the front door, coming home from work herself.
"Hey baby!" Dani called out.
"Heyyy, I'm in here." Sunny mumbled into a pillow.
Dani dropped her stuff on their kitchen bench and then stood at the doorway in her pink high-vis shirt and form-fitting navy blue work pants. Her shoulder-length bright blonde hair tied up in a bun after she'd spent all day working traffic control.
"Hey babe, rough day again?" she asked sitting next to Sunny.
"Ugh that fucking douchebag Robbie was there again."
"Seriously? Didn't your boss tell him he couldn't eat there anymore?"
"Didn't make a difference! He waited for me outside, tried to ask me out. AGAIN!"
Robbie was everything a sane woman would despise, who thought he was everything a woman loved. He was always wearing a backwards cap and gold chains like it was the 90's or some shit, he spoke like an American rapper despite being an Australian and apparently he took one look at Sunny and decided in a split second he wanted to sleep with her no matter what.
Every day for the past two weeks that dickhead had come into the Pancake Parlour and bothered Sunny while she was working, giving her uncalled for compliments, asking her out, talking himself up like he was gods gift to the world. But he crossed a line when he tried to grab Sunnys butt yesterday, and then today he waited outside her work to 'apologise' by... Asking her out again.
Sunny was beyond fed-up, and starting to get scared of how far this might go if she didn't stop him now.
And that was the last straw for Dani.
"Hey, I think I have an idea for how we can deal with this guy!"
Later that night, Robbie Jones was waking up from a long, deep sleep. He yawned but then felt his teeth bite into something rubber jammed in his mouth, a ball gag?! He looked around, where was he? Some dark creepy room? He tried to stand up, but his feet were tied together with rope at the ankles, with more rope around his shins and above and below his knees.
Each of his hands was tied to the arms of the sleek metal chair he was sitting in with even more white rope. What was going on?!
"Heeph! HEEPH!"