Todd pulled out a slip of paper with the words "Native American" written on it.
The dark brown haired girl pulled back, her striking blue eyes widened in disgust at Colin.
"What?" he asked.
"Oh that doesn't matter, it's aphrodisiac time!" Todd grinned as he grabbed Colin and drug him into another chair and strapped him down.
As Todd turned around, he saw the girl try to rock her chair away to freedom.
"Uh-uh-uhhhhhhh!" Todd said in an eerie singsong voice. He jumped up without a moment to spare and dealt her a punch in the gut before throwing her into a second chair and strapping her down.
"Nice try, bluebird.... or should I say, Chimalis?" Todd asked coyly.
"Don't think I'm gonna stop at kicking your ass once I get out of this chair you pervy piece of shi-" Chimalis was quieted with a breath mask strapped over her mouth. Colin had a similar one strapped over his before Todd pumped them both full of a strange.... intoxicating gas....
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Colin stood in the shower with his back turned as he rubbed the bruise on the back of his head. He had woken up naked with "Bluebird" straddling him. When she got up, she jumped off the bed and punched him in the back of the head. Then they looked at the clear fluid stuck to their crotches and put two and two together.
"Hey fatso, pass the shampoo." Chimalis yelled as Colin fumbled out of his internal monologue recapping what happened and handed her the organic brand shampoo.
"Is Chimalis your real name?" Colin asked.
"No, it's Amber, and I'm not even Native American!" she snapped.
"Well the crazy guy thinks you're Native American, and I don't think we wanna pisss him off." Colin replied. "Why did he call you bluebird anyway?"
Amber/Chimalis turned around and scowled her blue eyes at him.
"Ohhhhh... I see...." Colin replied.