❝ PUSSY FOR BREAKFAST, LUNCH, AND DINNER ❞
神威 ────── everyone wants a hot lady to
dom them, the tokyo revengers cast are no different
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- IZANAMI never got why people liked to go clubbing.
The drinks usually weren't that good and overprices to hell. Sweaty bodies taking up the dance floor where lust consumed their brains. Liquor induced brains causing hasty decisions to be made.
The blaring lights and music taking up all the space around them, deafening your senses. The buzz of alcohol taking over your person as your brain slows.
That said, purple lights surround her friends as she stares as they danced, sipping on her glass of whiskey.
Contrary to her judgment, she was happy to let loose once in a while.
Working was taxing on her these past few days. Deals after deals, appearances after appearances, all in a day's worth of meetings to make sure she secure a good bargain. Countless of hours wasted sitting behind a screen as she typed out lines of words on a digital document to insure she gets the best out of her work.
After a few weeks worth of nothing but work, she was pleased to let loose. Even if it was in a club and not at her house.
Sipping on the cold drink she stares at the floor below her booth.
Barely clothed girls moved their bodies sensually on poles around her. The club's architectural structures make it so that the 2nd floor could view both the bottom and their's. She had payed a pretty penny for this reservation so her girls could party tonight.
It would be ashamed if someone were to ruin their night.
Downing the rest of her whiskey, she waves down a waitress who walks over to her, smiling.
"Another glass of whiskey," she says as she tips the waitress 1,000 yen.
The girl nods at her before making her way to the bartender on their floor.
This wasn't her usual go-to club. One of her girls had suggested this place when they went to it last month or so. Izanami could say she is pleased of the other's judgment.
"Boss~," one of her girls says as she enters their booth with another male. Tugging on his arm as she walks him forward to her, "I'm leaving with him. C'mon show her your id," she whines as the guy fumbles around a bit before taking out his id and giving it to her.
Green eyes stare at the card as she takes a picture of it with her phone. They advance back up to the nervous male.
"She get's harmed and it's on you," Izanami's voice rings out through their booth as she hands the other back her id. She turns to face her employ, "have fun, it's a day off tomorrow."
"thanks boss!" The girl grins as she drags the other away, out of their booth.
Humming the black haired girl turns her head back towards the dance floor where she can spot some of her girls still dancing it out, other have taken refuge in other booths or staying near the bartender.
