You're an exhausted showgirl on one of many long nightshifts. What makes this one a little different? It's a certain scottish mans birthday and the one thing he wished for was to finish it off in a burlesque club with his fellow teammates.
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♡ This chapter is just setting the mood, can u tell that i've been listening to Portishead whilst writing this lol
U get the vibes. We're talking red velvet sofas, fancy cocktails, gloomy lights, BIG BOYS.
Honestly the reader is just tryna make it thru life at this point okay. Pearl is her stage name xx hope u enjoy
Also I saw frankiefictitious on instagram in the cowboy outfit which also heavily inspired all this♡
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"...now when i tell you BIG guys, sure as hell will be big tippers too!"
You smiled at Grace's comment.
It's been one of many long nights and you haven't even started your show yet. Fuck, you're exhausted. With your luck, a big group catching everyone's attention has just entered the club and they look like their night is just getting started. Should be all the reason for you to be excited, right?
"Pearl you gotta give them your best show, do it for us!" Grace said as she sat on the red velvet couch, going through your bag to find a pack of cigarettes.
"Yeah, right..." you replied absently whilst applying your blush.
What should you get for food later? You haven't eaten all day and by the time your shifts over most restaurants will be closed already. You'd love some Pizza from Joes round the corner, you're one of his regulars by now. Or Burgers? Fries? God, you're PMSing so hard you think to yourself. Hopefully you are. If only your period would finally start. After an one night stand a few weeks ago you really can't stop thinking about the big what if...
"HELLOOO? Ma'am? Anyone home? Wheres your cigs???" Grace once again pulls you out your spiraling thoughts.
You get up and walk towards her on the other side of the backstage to help. As you sit down next to her she puts the bag on your lap and strokes a strand of hair behind your ear. "Don't worry too much 'bout it..." she says in a calm tone. You begin digging through the bag. "It's ALWAYS on time Grace. Always! Just imagine...if...I.....now??? Fuck's sake i just moved into this new place, ready to start my new life and then this?Hell No! Don't even fucking know that guy...It was a quick shag, thats...it...Fuck!" Grace cups your face. You take a deep breath.
"It's gonna come...Especially with you moving you've had a lot of stress lately, stress can lead to your cycle changing... Give it a few more days, okay dear?" You nod and finally find your cigarettes, handing her one.
"You don't want one?" She asks as she lights hers.
"No i just want this night to be over with...I want Pizza...a bath..."
"Mmmm, a bath..."
"Yes....A bath and my bed...A massage wouldn't hurt, honestly..."
