The waiter (Supernatural path)

Dana felt dizzy, almost dreamlike, as everything slowed down around her. She saw the same waiter who passed her the napkin earlier, this time with a small tray in his hand. Before she could react, he set down the tray in front of her and left. Somehow, she was frozen and unable to stop him or get a clear look at his face.

Still unfocused, her eyes lazily drifted towards the object in front of her. It was a single whisky glass, slightly more than half full. The liquid in it smelled like scotch, although a type she wasn't familiar with. Her hand slowly drifted towards it and she grabbed the glass, trying to bring it closer to herself to examine its contents.

As she lifted the glass, a card that was sticking to its base fell on to her lap. On it were the words:

Something to even the odds.
Love,
A Guardian Angel

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As soon as she read the note, she felt a wave of shock, as if she just took a plunge into the cold water of a river. She snapped back to reality, the glass still in her hand. She looked up to see the mysterious man from before. When he saw the glass in her hand, his expression changed from smug smiling to one of concern.

He moved his glass to his mouth, this time with urgency. As the liquid touched his lips, Dana felt sparks of electricity from her head to her toes. Her mind started racing again, her humiliating thoughts from earlier returning with a vengeance. She felt waves of warmth shooting from within her body, telling her to let go and lose herself in this feeling of ecstasy.

She felt the entire material of her dress begin to fade into nothingness. She was seconds away from losing the only remaining thing that preserved her modesty, and her naked body would be on display in public.

She looked at the glass in her hand. She had no idea what it was - but somehow, by pure instinct, she knew that finishing its contents before the mysterious man finished his was her only chance.

She was in a battle with herself - one part of her mind wanted to resist, to save her modesty. The other part wanted her to surrender and accept her humiliation, to put herself on display for everyone to see.

With great effort, she put the glass to her mouth and began to drink.