You had been eating at the Waverly Place Substation for a few months now. You loved to see Alex in the morning and you always made sure that she was the one who served you.
One day, while eating, she served you as usual.
"Hello again," she said, "Your usual." You nodded and she giggled, bringing you back your usual sandwich of cheese and ham. She smiled as she placed it down.
"Thanks," you said as she began to walk away. "Hey," you said. She turned to face you.
"Yes?" She asked.
"Would you like to eat with me?" She smiled.
"Sure," she said, walking to get herself a sandwich. It contained a lot of meat and what looked like curry. She giggled and began to eat. As you ate, the two of you talked. "Would you like to come up my room?" She asked. You blushed and nodded, this was like a dream to you. You nodded, unable to speak and she grabbed your hand, pulling you up the stairs. Once in her room, she locked the door and turned, smirking. She backed you up and you laid on the bed.
This is it.
She smirked and all of a sudden turned around, sitting straight on your face. You looked at her butt, wondering what she was doing. All of a sudden, you heard a rumble and gasped as your hair blew back. A few moments later, the smell reached your nose. The sandwich she had had earlier had side effects.
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