Back to the problem at hand...
A big problem and an uncomfortable solution...
After Hours Video back room, Millbrook, at 4:47 PM on Monday October 16th, 2023
Your coworker stops mid-pace, running both hands through their dark hair in visible distress. The fluorescent lighting casts harsh shadows across the cramped storage space, illuminating stack after stack of worthless blank DVDs.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Jake mutters, his tall frame hunched as he leans against a metal shelf unit. He's wearing his usual work outfit—black jeans and the store's burgundy polo shirt that stretches across his broad shoulders. At eighteen, he's got the kind of effortless good looks that probably got him out of trouble his whole life: sharp jawline, dark brown eyes, and the kind of messy hair that looks deliberately styled even when it isn't. "Dad specifically told me to check the shipment. He's been looking for an excuse to prove I'm not responsible enough to take over this place."
You turn the empty DVD case over in your hands, the plastic reflecting the overhead lights. The silence stretches between you, heavy with the weight of looming unemployment.
Jake suddenly straightens, his eyes widening with what looks like a terrible idea forming. "Wait. Hold on. We don't need to replace the exact same titles, right? We just need... content. Adult content." He crosses the small room toward you, lowering his voice even though you're completely alone. "The store has cameras, lighting equipment, the works. Dad used to do custom shoots back in the day before streaming killed that market."
He's standing close now, close enough that you can smell his cologne mixed with the faint scent of the strawberry vape he thinks no one notices. "We could... make our own content. Shoot it ourselves. Fill those cases with something—anything—and no one would know the difference. Customers don't give a shit about production value on this stuff."
The suggestion hangs in the air between you, and you watch his eyes flick down your body for just a fraction of a second before returning to your face. "I mean, not saying it has to be us. We could find people. Recruit them. Pay them or... whatever. But we need to do something, Daisy, and we need to do it fast."
Your objective for this adventure is: Create enough adult video content within two weeks to replace the lost inventory and save your job, without compromising your boundaries more than you're comfortable with.

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