Not The Police, That's For Sure

So this app was kind of creepy right? It was keeping track of that conversation. I was being spied on, and I’d already head a pretty crappy night. Were the brand and app connected? When I opened it up, it said it would help me win back my power. What Power had I lost?

I flipped it open, and sure enough Nurse Valentine was showing her new “Submission Score.” When I clicked details I got a history of her profile.

7:23 Profile Added

7:27 +3 SP: Breaking Code For User

Fucking Creepy.

Why tell me, that I’m being spied on? Why disguise it as some sort of sex game?

I flipped my phone around my hand, as I thought about the night. Phone tricks helped me, think. Eventually I came upon an idea, that I felt was worth wasting a few minutes on. If the brand on my chest had to come from a person, I might as well look into the one person I’d encountered all night.

“Sup.” The barista, nodded to me as I came up in line. The cafe was just about closed down at this time of night. The counter was still open, but the employees were wiping everything down, and wrapping stuff up.

“Sup.” I nodded back. “I was here like thirty minutes ago, I wanted to know if I could look at the security cameras. Someone stole my girl’s purse.”

“Oh, bro.” The Barista tilted his head, and shot me a look of stoned empathy. “One sec.”

Eventually the manager came out from the back, looking remarkably lucid when compared to his coffee pouring companion. “How can I help you?”

“I wanted to look at your security cameras. Someone stole my girlfriend’s purse, while we were here. I think. I want to look to see what happened.”

“Oh, yeah sure. Follow me.” He took me back behind the cookie bar, and into his own cramped office. He logged onto his computer, and brought up the Cameras. “When was this?”

I brought up my phone. “Eeeeh, 7:00?”

“Alright, we’ll just scrub through that time.” He started buzzing through what the cameras had scene, everyone and everything doing a speedy little dance in and out of the cafe. “Nothing, nothing, nothing, noth… oh my god.” He leaned forward to see if what was on camera was real, but I was getting it all on my phone. There Veronica was, with another lady, dragging my body to the table outside the cafe. I was clearly unconscious, but the two of them propped me up. They said a few words to each other, Veronica sat down, and then began making out with my unconscious body, until eventually i woke up and started kissing back.

You should be all caught up on what happens after that. “Hmm.” I said saving the video on my phone. “Looks like she took it with her, say could I get a copy of this?”