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Input: Text: throwaway because well y'know...

so this happened after i got a job at a local cafe, but i'm still feeling it's effects. oy vey

so i started working at the newest location of this local business. because it was so new, it was a mess, and we pretty frequently needed to call experienced people in from older locations to help. 

one guy who would come more often than others was the manager at the original location, and was basically second in the hierarchy of command on the chain, only overseen by the owner, y. let's call him z. z is at least a little bit gay. same here. first time he comes to help and i'm there, he gives me his number. cooool. we text a bit and get to know each other. he's a cool guy.

so a few weeks later, y wants me to move to the central location, the one managed by z. cool, i'll have a friend in charge of me, thus is gonna be great. 

well at the end of my first, it looked like it was gonna be great. z gave me alcohol and cigarettes to make my shift more enjoyable. i'm a minor, by the way, so that's doubly illegal. but being drunk made for a great shift. when it's over, z says, "hey why don't you come get high at my place? we'll watch movies or something." i say hell yeah why not. but way wait first he wants to snort some cocaine. i am drunk and think suuure dude. did that in a back alley and then he drives us to his place. let me tell you, riding the passenger seat of a wild driver's car while drunk and high on crack is awesome. 

we get to his place and smoke weed and watch horror movies for a few hours. inevitably, we do the nasty. 

great idea to have sexual relations with your manager, right? no. he takes me back to work the next morning for my next shift and we get there early to find y livid. he's getting mad at z about a bunch of stuff and he ends up telling me to just go home. 

so i go outside to get my bike, feeling rather confused. fuck. my bike's been stolen. so i make my slow walk to bus station feeling upset and distracted by the theft.

a while later, i'm brought from my distraction by a call from y. uh oh. he tells me to not come in to any of my next shifts until further notice. what why? z is being fired and investigated by the police for sexually abusing employees. oh shit oh shit oh shit. so we leave it at that and i'm freaking out thinking that i'm gonna get arrested. 

i end up calling him back with more questions and i'm just panicking so much. but he calms me down. he doesn't want me getting involved in this situation; he's keeping me away from the investigation. be basically knows that z and i were together the previous night, but he just says, "you do what you want, ava it's not my business." so we leave it there. he says he'll bring me back when this has ended. that was over a month ago. still haven't heard from y or z and have idea what is going on. but holy shit i might have gotten a guy arrested. fuck.

TIFU by banging my boss