"you either watch me on stage or i could give you lap dance."
"what if i just want to spend time with you?"
"sorry baby we don't do that here."
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in which a stressed college student stumbles upon a nightclub that brings him to the woman of his...
Hello to my children who are here. There aren't many of you yet and that's okay :)
I'm excited to start this book since the idea came to me late at night and I just knew someone out there would want to read this story. There isn't much to say within this chapter so I'll stop talking.
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TW: Adult Content
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Eren has promised himself that he would be home by now. It was way into the early morning and he was blinking away the sleep behind his emerald green eyes.
There was silence within his car as he crawled the dimly illuminated streets. Few people walked along the sidewalks, mostly homeless men and women. The city buildings were either mostly dark or producing the artificial neon colors that gave the asphalt of the road light. For it to be a Thursday night in the city it was surprisingly dead. From college students trying to get in their work before deadline, and to businessmen trying to rush to their mistresses Thursdays were typically a popular day. Especially in downtown.
Glancing out his tinted windows, the boy read the signs explaining which building was which. Most of the bodegas and other convenience stores alike. He drove further into town now as he passed the border of downtown. It was the heart of the city where the richer men and women worked. Most of the architecture differentiated from the buildings of the lower class. They were slick modern and almost all of them were grey and black.
The boy sighed a little as he pulled his car to the side of the road. The vehicle quickly shut off as Eren leaned back in his seat slightly. He dipped his hand into the pocket of his black jeans trying to find the red container he threw in there previously.
Successfully he pulled it out and popped it open. He picked out a joint and discarded the case in the center console.
In a focused matter, Eren lighted the joint before bringing it to his moistened lips. His eyes fluttered shut as he inhaled as much of the intoxication that he could. Routinely his eyes opened as so did his mouth blowing out as much smoke that he could.
He repeated himself for god knows how long. He was only to tell he was there for roughly thirty minutes since half of the joint was now gone. Eren glanced out the window once again as he stared at a group of men walking huddled together. They sported business suites and seemed to be middle-aged.
They quickly walked along the crosswalk and made it to the left of the street. A few of them began digging in their pockets while the others walked up to a pair of large black doors. Eren's eyes flicked up towards the building name now.
In small gold lettering was the name "The Pyramid".
Eren's eyebrows furrowed as the hand that was holding his joint lowered. He was now focused on the men as he watched the men happily disappear into the building. The boy's interest peaked now as he leaned over in the car reaching for his phone.
