The plan was simple. Tyga would invite Rihanna over for dinner. Tyga was friends with Drake, so it really didn't seem that out of place. He would prepare a five-star meal with a massive amount of ground up sleeping pills. As she at the food, she would begin feeling tired. She would either fall asleep at the table or ask to for a place to lay down. When she fell asleep, Chris and Tyga would carry her down to the basement, which was beautifully set up. There was a king sized bed with satin sheets, a 82" flat screen tv, an X-Box 360, and a mini-fridge stocked with soda and other unhealthy treats. The best thing about though, was that there were no exits. No windows and the only door led back upstairs and was locked from the outside. Chris' plan was to make Rihanna lazy and fat. He figured with nothing but food and entertainment, it wouldn't be hard. Rihanna had never seen Tyga's basement before, and therefore wouldn't know where she was. Chris would tell her they were were in the middle of nowhere and that no one would come to save her. This would add to helplessness. Now all they had to do was invite Rihanna over.
Later that night around 8:00...
Tyga gets up to answer the doorbell while Chris finished up in the kitchen. "Oh, hey Rihanna. What's up?", said Tyga, trying to be as nonchalant as possible even though he was extremely nervous."Hello Michael. Thank you for inviting me over. Maybe this will be the perfect chance for us to get to know each other better"' said Rihanna in her adorable Caribbean accent. "Maybe. Well let's get started. Don't want the food to get cold"
The two chatted over dinner. They were having a really good time. Until Rihanna started getting tired. "Yawn, thank you for the meal Michael, but I think I need to lay down for a little bit", said Rihanna. "Fo sho, fo sho. You can lay on the couch if you want. It's hella comfy." "Thank you". And within the minute, Rihanna was unconscious. That's when Chris came in.
"Aight, let's get to work", said Chris, "Help me get he downstairs". "Fine, but I'm still not comfortable with this", said Tyga. "Shut up and grab her legs".
The two carried Rihanna down the stairs onto the California King in the basement.
Rihanna woke up 11 hours later in a daze. "Where am I", she said to herself. She was scared. She was on an unfamiliar bed in a room that looked like it was decorated by a flamboyant Persian Prince. Even though she was scared she was also kind of hungry. This also could have been brought on by the smell of cooked meat and fried potatoes. She looked around the room and discovered a McDonald's bag sitting on a tacky gold-plated coffee table. She ran over to it. She practically ripped the bag apart. Inside, she discovered a plethora of greasy food. Two large French fries, two Angus Deluxe burgers, two large vanilla milkshakes, and a twenty piece box of McNuggets. While her body was begging her to stuff her face, her mind was telling her otherwise. She still had know idea where she was or why she was here. She should probably figure that out. But the hunger was so strong.
What should she do?
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