APPFAP/Female
9:45
This hadn't been a good day. You got fired from the school you worked at for touching one of your students. You had a pretty good lawyer, so you weren't put on any registries, but that school probably wants you dead by now. There was only one thing you could look forward to: The Club.
You leave your car, the cool, fresh breeze of the coast air against your skin as you head into the reception.
As you step inside, you notice something odd... everyone's really rowdy this evening. Sure, it's a club, but people are never this loud...
You approach the receptionist: A sharply dressed gentleman in his late teens. He had quite the casual demeanour from first glance.
"Hey, what's with all the shouting?"
"Eh, just about that lucky draw they did."
Lucky draw? Huh, that's odd... You haven't heard of that.
"Anyway, do you have a membership card on you, madam?"
You pull your card out of your pocket handing it to the girl. She takes it, scanning it behind the desk and checking her monitor.
"I think everyone's automatically entered, and people are trying to work out who won. The prize is supposed to be-"
She stops in her tracks. Her eyes widen.
"Huh? What's wrong?"
"I... don't believe it. It's you..!"
What?! You won out of the tons of members here?! Even if you don't know what you won, you're exited already.
"Scan your card on the elevator over there, it'll open for you."
He gives your card back, pointing to an elevator across the room. You walk towards it, flashing your card on it. Sure enough, it opens for you. Stepping inside, it closes automatically. As the elevator goes up, you can't help but think: What's going on? What's my prize?
After a minute, the door opens. You're greeted with a pristine white room with no windows. There's a few sofas, a coffee table, an artificial fireplace and a TV. 4 boys are there, sitting down, who all turn to face you.
One’s wearing a yellow shirt and sweatpants, with scruffy blonde hair. One’s wearing a grey sweater and blue jeans, with dyed white hair. One’s wearing a black denim jacket with ripped sleeves, a long sleeve white shirt and ripped black ripped jeans with brown hair. The last one’s wearing a crimson red hoodie with holes in the sleeves for his thumbs and he doesn’t seem to be wearing pants, rather sporting some black boxers, his hair is frizzy and black.
"Evening, Ma'am~" The black haired boy says before standing up.
"Uh... are you here to show me my prize?"
"Well... It's closer than you think, ma'am~ My name's Connor, by the way~ fifteen years old~! Sam's twelve, Markus is nine and our little Alex's only seven~"
He gestured towards the brown hair, blonde hair, and white hair respectively. Alex seemed to squirm nervously as he was introduced.
And then it hit you. THEY were the prize. This was absolutely amazing for you. You'd loved little boys for a while, and now you had access to them with no repercussions!