ROLEPLAY HQ - working-from-home

@Deleted User I’ll write a starter soon! :-)

Working today, I’ll be home around 6pm. Pryor finished writing the note quickly, leaving it on the otherwise empty kitchen island for her roommate to see. She grabbed her purse and sweater before walking out the door of the apartment to head to work. Two months earlier, Pryor had been evicted from her last apartment. Barely being able to afford her rent on her waitress salary, she fell behind and was ultimately evicted. She thanked her lucky stars though, as she had quickly found an apartment within her budget, with a roommate, of course. He was polite though, they got along well, but Pryor didn’t know what exactly he did for work. She never really gave it a second thought, it didn’t seem like something that she should concern herself with. It was a short drive to her work, 20 minutes, and luckily the traffic was light. The parking lot of the restaurant was fairly empty though, which made sense for it being a Tuesday morning in May. She walked in, heading towards the back of the restaurant to put her stuff away in the staff room when Pryor was stopped by her manager. “We don’t need you today. Sorry to make you drive all this way here, feel free to grab a meal before you go. On the house.” The front of house manager shrugged before quickly walking away.

Geoff smiled as he walked into the studio before seeing the note on the door. As the door slide open, he could see that the studio was completely empty, dark, nothing happening within the area. "What the hell...?" he muttered as he looked at the window outside before walking to the door and looking at the door, seeing the previously unseen note: WARNING: STUDIO CLOSED TO COVID OUTBREAK WITH SEVERAL ACTORS, PLEASE CALL (324) 555-6789 FOR MORE INFO AND INSTRUCTIONS! Geoff sighs as he pulls out his cell phone and begins to dial. "Hey, I am at the studio and there is no one here, whats up?" The voice on the other side, a gravely rough one, speaks up, "Yeah, kid, couple of actresses ended up with COVID, so we had to shut down due to regulations for a while at least. Sorry about that. We will call you back in when we need you. Keep that cock ready to please." Being a freelancer in this field of work sucked, but, he knew it happened. He thanked the person on the phone ending the call immediately, but picking it back up shortly after to dial Darryl, his friend, videographer, "Darryl, what the fuck? How am I gonna pay bills now?" Darryl spoke up, "I know I heard, it is terrible, but have you thought about independent shit? We can get a couple of paychecks filming our own stuff while the studio is shut down, I have a couple of girls who have agreed already, I just need the cock for them. Lesbian stuff not working right now." Geoff smiled, "Sure, and I know just the place to film that won't need a permit." He finished the conversation with his friend as he hung up the phone. Getting porn permission in this county and state was extremely rough, so being able to film it in a private area had always been an option for him. It wouldn't be the first time he had ever filmed porn in his home. But, he didn't remember... He had a roommate now.

Pryor simply nodded her head. The pandemic was affecting her hours more and more every day, which sucked for her. She needed the money, and this was quickly becoming ridiculous. “Sounds good, boss. Thanks.” Pryor said, walking to the kitchen. “I’ll get two orders of cheddar broccoli soup, spaghetti, and Alfredo. To go.” Pryor said with a soft smile to the kitchen before going to wait in the office. It was usually where the staff hung out during slows time or while they waited for their friends to get off shift. It was quiet, and there was a socket by the desk so people could charge their phones. Ill bring home food. Pryor texted Geoff, hoping he would realize that she was coming home early from work. “…I wonder if I should just call…” Pryor whispered to herself as she stared at his name on her phone. Just then, the kitchen called Pryor over. Her mind quickly moved past the thoughts of Geoff as she collected her food. “Hopefully I’ll see you guys tomorrow.” Pryor said her goodbyes to her coworkers before heading to her car, beginning the trek home.

Geoff texted back Darryl and said to meet him at his house in the next little bit and they would begin to start working. He smiled as he put his phone back in pocket and left it on silent as he walked back to the car, turning the music on and beginning to move back to the apartment. Along the ride, he would vibe out with the music, nothing really crossing his mind other than the ideas he could do for the scenes in the independent amateur stuff. He had done stuff like this in his apartment before, but it has been so long and what would they do? Sex cams were an option, bedroom stories were an option, his mind continued to think. As he pulled into the parking lot of the apartment complex and looked around, seeing Darryl's car with two girls sitting there and waiting for him to arrive, the two girls smiled at him as he walked up. Geoff was definitely average, average build, average weight, average size, but his penis was legendary in the porn game right now. Most of his porns didn't even focus on his face anymore. Just his lower half. He smiled as he shook Darryl's hand as they walked in, "Geoff," Darryl said as he helped the two girls out of the car, "This is Sarah and Trish. They will be here to help us figure out plot ideas." Geoff welcomed them with a handshake and motioned them to the apartment, "Come on, let's figure something out."

Pryor gathered her orders up in a plastic bag and left the restaurant. In her car, with the still hot food in the front seat, Pryor had completely forgot that Geoff hadn’t replied yet. She just started her car, and began driving home. After a quick pit stop to put some gas in her car, Pryor arrived back at the apartment. She parked in her designated spot, grabbed the food and her purse, and went inside. Before arriving at her apartment, she checked the mail and then went upstairs. “Geoff?” Pryor called out as she walked into the apartment. “I have lunch.” She said, struggling with carrying everything at once.

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