Summer sucks.
I was sitting under the break room air conditioner sweating my ass off. The main AC of the office was on the fritz and everyone was dying in the sweltering heat.
Danica walked into the break room, missing her shirt. Her massive green breasts on display.
“It’s sooooo hot,” she said slumping into a chair beside me. “Micheal, make the sun go away.”
“Your wish is my command.” I made a gesture by snapping my fingers.
The lights in the break room went out.
“Micheal, is it the heat getting to me or did you get rid of the sun.”
“I think the power just went out.”
She pulled a cell phone out of somewhere, and made a call. After a few moments of pantomiming gestures and exaggerated, yet hateful speech.
“Heat fried the power. We get to go home.”
“You didn’t seem to be happy about the news.”
“My stupid family is at my house. God knows I don’t wanna see them.”
“Wanna come over to my place? I’ve got AC.”
She laughed. “Hell I’d come over just to get another taste of you.” She flashed a malicious smile.