Check in at work. Hopefully, no one's burned it down yet.
From Create Your Own Story
You sigh, resigning yourself to check in at work. Trusting those clowns has burned you in the past. You head out and arrive at your place of work, an office building. You've never been quite clear on what you make there, but that doesn't matter now. It's still standing, so that's something. You head inside, and find your receptionist hard at work. You greet her, before heading into your office. You've got a pile of paperwork on your desk, waiting for you when you get off vacation. You don't need to worry about that now.
You sit at your desk, relaxing. An idea pops into your head. You close the blinds on the windows, and sit back in your chair. You begin rubbing yourself through your clothes. You lower your pants and underwear and begin rubbing yourself some more, trying not to make any noise. You hear a knock at the door. Shit.
What do you do?
