Work, Work, Twerk, Twerk

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I had just finished my shift at the club. My boss, Kimberly, walked up to me, bitchy as always. "(y/n)!" She shouted. I rolled my eyes. "You know he's coming tonight, you have to be your best! Whatever the hell that was, it was not your best!" "Oh, shut up, Ken and Gwen can bedazzle him now." I waved my hand at Kimberly dismissively. I wasn't scared of her. 

"You know Ken and Gwen aren't as good as you, you're our best stripper!" Kimberly hisse. I rolled my eyes. "I don't care, my shift is over, my job is done. I'm going home." 

But then I saw him enter the beuidling, and then I hit the floor. 

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