Pick the strange one

Luc was conflicted between choosing an icon he didn't know and was rare, and an icon he knew but never seen in rarity. Not having much time, he decided to pick the known one, too curious about what it did. He picked a name at random but got disappointed seeing the result.

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Everything was a mess. Illegible from beginning to end. The next screen was just a bunch of symbols and characters. So, Luc closed it after few tries and selected the store icon. A bunch of the icons and text were buggy, but he remembered where the option he wanted were. He could barely read the points he had, ■1♀5 so he hoped it would work.

As he selected the icon, the app crashed.

"Shit..." He shouted.

"Are you ok hog daddy?" Cum **** asked, rising her head from her smut book.

"Yeah, yeah..."

He was about to select the app again, but a text arrived.

"Thank you for selecting our program slut at home. The financial help will come as soon as you will get a salary. If it doesn't start automatically, contact our help center at this number."

Well it worked finally. At least there was something less to be worried of. He still wondered what was the last change that came, but it would be difficult to know, if not impossible.

The app made a last appearance two days later, but it didn't let him chose anything, it just opened showed various colored screen and closed. The icon disappeared a bit later.

Getting his second piercing on his eyebrow, Megan did that one too.

"How's life, since... last week?" She asked.

"Nothing much, Stacy moved the floor under us."

"Yeah, she's seeing her clients there, she has become quite successful in a short time. It's not surprising with her body, though." Megan agreed, putting the clamp on the side of Luc's eyebrow.

"Yes, luckily, the building is well soundproofed."

"That's why she chose it, and the fact that Cum Slut is close."

"Yes, she comes every other days, they have a lot of fun talking about sex and clients... without names, she's at least professional."

"Obviously." She nodded, piercing the eyebrow almost painlessly. "And what about you?"

"I'm looking for a job in electrical engineering." Luc told her.

"So, ready to get back on the track, no games and procrastination?"

"Yes... absolutely." Luc said, remembering her strange choice of words the last time.

"Well, if you look into that kind of job, and with your look..." She started to say, looking at the man's new punk-rock look. "I have a friend who work in the concerts and he's looking for someone to make the electrical installation."

Luc was surprised by her proposal, but it could be fun indeed to work on that kind of project.