Y/N has had an alcohol addiction for as long as she can recall. Not only was she bullied in high school for being overweight and a minority but she constantly had to fight her crave for the delicious taste of a good glass or two of straight vodka. B...
I woke up at around 5 pm, an hour before I started my shift. Fatou's arms were wrapped around me tight hugging my waist, nuzzling her head into my neck. I chuckled softly at her cuteness. I slowly set her head onto her pillow, and smiled as she flipped over grumbling at me, obviously pissed that I stopped cuddling her, "Aish, stop being such a baby.." I smiled again as she turned her head and sleepily glared at me with her dark brown eyes, unsettling but so cute, Aigoo~ I got up slowly and went into the bathroom, I washed my face briskly and patted my face dry.
Then I brought out my makeup bag and diffuser along with a spray bottle and some defining hair cream. I shoved all of it into my bag, and I put this outfit on;
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Satisfied, I went downstairs and grabbed my keys, walking out of the door closing it behind me.
I walked into the strip club and the two girls on shift this time, Bubbles and Macchiato, welcomed me with a smile, telling me I have three customers waiting for me at the bar. I completely freeze as I realize that one of those customers had tried to hook up with me last night. I told the girls about it, describing what he looked like, and they both nodded saying that he was one of the men that was looking for me, I gulped realizing he was coming my way, his bright blue suit blinding me, even in the purple lighting. Bubbles and Macchiato stood in front of me as I swayed, dazed and scared of the man that was approaching me, "I'd like to see the little ol' sweetheart behind you two lovely ladies please." He smiled his bright white teeth reflecting the light of the club into my eyes. I squinted standing cowardly behind Bubbles, as the outfit I changed into, and the makeup I had put on, was clearly gonna be a problem;
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and my makeup-girl we ain't finna talk about it ong;
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