It didn't surprise Marta that LinLin didn't hear her when she opened the door, or when she asked if she was ok, or when she asked what it was LinLin was holding in her hand that flashed pink. Everyone around Dick's seemed to not really notice Marta these days. Especially Dick, it seemed.
Marta had been working here for years, back when it was Richard's still. It was a really nice bar, small but friendly regulars, and great work atmosphere. And Richard was pretty much the sweetest manager a girl like Marta could ask for. She wasn't always great at speaking up for herself and worried it would get her fired, but Richard had always let her know that she would always have a job here
All that was before Cole and his friends showed up though. They seemed convinced that the place needed a rebrand, and so did Richard after they spoke with him. Then he was no longer Richard, but Dick. And all the girls started the arrive.
LinLin was nice to Marta, whenever she noticed her, but the others were quite nasty. Typical popular girls in school, the type that had always looked down on Marta for her flat chest and quiet personality.
Marta just wasn't like other girls. She didn't care about looks or pleasing boys like all of the ladies on Zeus Corp shows. That's why she loved working here. With Richard. Who no longer noticed her, just like everyone else. That is until now.
Now, she was holding onto something good. When Richa... when Dick sees this, she'll finally be noticed again by him. And she wouldn't have to do any of that ridiculous stuff the other girls do, like strip and twerk and suck Cole's dick in the office. Maybe that was the normal thing for girls to want, but Marta supposed she was just a bit... quirky.
"Dick, look what I fo-," Marta spoke quietly as she entered the office, only to be cut short by what she saw. Dick stood with his eyes closed, as LinLin dressed in a tinkerbell outfit was on her knees sucking his cock with gusto.
Quickly, Marta closed the door. She could barely see from the tears in her eyes. Of course, Cole did it all the time. But Dick? He was different! He wasn't like everyone else, exactly like her!
Clutching onto the stone tightly, Marta started to run. She needed to get out of here, away from the neon glow, away from the horny men. Away from Dick. As she ran, one of the strippers currently holding a tray of drinks called out, "Way to go Marta! Running should help you lose a couple pounds!" The surrounding men started to laugh, as Marta kept running.
Marta weeped as she left Dick's, the bouncers she had known for years moving aside to let her through. She stopped, trying to get her breathe back. The night was cold, and she was not well covered just wearing the club branded t shirt and shorts. As she stood outside, starting to shiver, she realized she needed to get out of here. She looked down at the stone she was going to show Dick. Maybe this could help?
"Umm, hello?" Marta held the stone up to her face, "Do you speak?" The stone gave no response, it just continued to sparkle in the pink glow of the city skyline. Maybe it was ignoring her, like everyone else...
"I'm just going to try it, I hope this is ok. I wish... I was in my bed?" Marta said, unsure about what was going to-
Hiya babe! You're like a new new person! Totally didn't realize you were there before. I'm the wishing stone, awesome to meet you!
Everyone's first wish is about their bed. Who am I to argue, if I had a bed I would never leave it, other than to bring guys back to it! Hey, maybe I could get myself a bed for me, like a little cute pink rock bed. They make those right?
PINK!
The two bouncers shielded their eyes from the flash that came from Marta's hands. When it faded, Marta was completely gone.
"Did you see that?"
"Yeah, who the hell was that chick? Does she work here?"
"Haven't seen her before, seems to me like a quiet misunderstood girl who think about herself too much, probably pining after a guy that reciprocate her feelings, but she is too caught up in her own insecurities she can't realize it."
"Bro, where did you get all that?"
"I've been doing my screenwriting course. It's fun. Let's me think about people and their motivations in different ways."
"Hmm, what do you think our motivations are?"
"........ do we even have names?"
