Talk:Kikimora/@comment-71.59.62.37-20150713051245

Between a group of bratty kids at the shop you work at who decided you were to be their personal whipping boy that day, the vapid brunette-that your boss hired less than two days ago because she flashed some leg- who sits on her nonexistant arse when he's not around but gets the credit for the work while you get jumped on, and to top off this fecculent sundae; the bonus you were told you'd be getting, the bonus you were basically PROMISED, instead going to her, your day has not been pleasant, (although your method of telling him you'd no longer be working there helped prevent you from venting on the innocents between you and home.

Once you do arrive home, you slump into a chair and feel ready to cry and/or scream from just the anger and fustration at how crap things have gone.

As you deal with that, a voice from across the room gets your attention, you recognize it as from the Kikimora you'd managed to hire recently to help keep the place livable.

She blushes and says, "I..I couldn't help but notice how upset you are right now. If you'd like..." Your eyes widen when she begins slipping her dress off, her blush deepening and a smile crossing her face "I can offer you some relaxation."

What do you do?