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The rule was mostly to accept whatever pseudorandom environment SeecheeTri concocted, but after the elaborate meal Ko had prepared, Af wanted to curate a similarly rich experience for their next date.
A treasure hunt for Ko, Af decided, with a series of clues. They’d have to go to a lot of trouble, but if they were smart about it, a cunning soul willing to take risks, they might find the sole shortcut: a tall, blue-suited person named Ryan could provide a rubber duckie that would always bob its head in the right direction.
The prize was Af, of course, held in bondage against a chilly concrete slab, metal bands around their wrists and ankles, in lace, in heels, with a stud in their tongue. Af didn’t think they’d be sorry when they found their reward, no matter which path they took.