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Chapter 3 by DMozarella DMozarella

who's the focus of the story?

Amy.

Amy, the manager of the dining area, was the most organised person in the whole hotel. whenever herbert needed any advice or help, he would always turn to amy for assistance. he had run the idea past her before he told the other staff, hence why she was so understanding and eager to be the first group to test it.

she got behind the bar, and looked over the sea of glasses that needed to be washed and dried. she looked across the dining area to see if anyone was available. she spied a black haired girl slowly polishing the bar, her hair pulled over half her face. "hey trinity?" the girl looked up, her face red all over. "y-yes, amy?" trinity stammered. "would you be able to come into the backroom and help me out?" trinity nodded furiously, and hurried behind the bar. she glided over to the glasswasher, and started loading glasses onto the trays. "i thought you'd be better back here, out of the eyeview of everyone else." amy explained, smiling. trinity smiled back, and looked over amy's body. "you look very nice." amy blushed, and giggled. "thanks, you too." trinity spluttered, and looked away. "sorry, forgot you weren't good with compliments." trinity smiled, and went back to stacking the trays.

before both of them knew it, all the glasses were washed, dried, and put away. amy gave trinity a high-five, and they sighed. "it helps being nude doesn't it?" amy exclaimed. trinity looked down, and smiled. "honestly, i was so busy, i forgot i was nude." they both laughed, and trinity smiled. "this... actually isn't so bad. it's a lot cooler when I'm not wearing my uniform. good call amy." amy beamed, and grabbed her bag. "we're all done if you wanna head to your room." trinity nodded, grabbed her bag, and followed amy out of the dining room. they both entered the elevator, and headed up to their rooms. "a little snug in here, isn't it?" amy giggled, but trinity looked away shyly. the door of the lift opened, and they both headed over to their rooms. trinity threw her door open and dashed inside. amy chuckled to herself, and walked into her room. she placed her bag on her dresser, slipped out of her shoes, and pulled her hair out of her bobble. she looked at her spare uniform, and threw it in the bin she smiled, grabbed her towel, and went to get a well-deserved shower.

What's next?

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