I couldnt go back out there.
I rushed to find homegirl to ask her more questions about this person asking for me by name.
I asked her "what does he look like?" Cus this was super important.. and she goes,
"Oh he's gay."
And immediately i knew it was Richie. Unless it was Maverick.
I was so happy to hear that tho cus I was still paranoid after running into Eli the other week.
I don't think I can live like this.. I'm gonna need to quit soon. There's no way I'm gonna trust that kid to keep quiet.
I peeked around the corner to see who was out there.. it was Richie.
What is this man doing here? How did he even find me?
I went to the bar first to grab his favorite drink.. he's gotta have one drink with me. I won't take no for an answer.
I know why he's there.. I've been avoiding him and everyone else cus I just dont wanna hear it. But I never expected him to track me down here of all places.
I slid into the booth across from him and said hi. He was looking good, as usual.. dressed in a bright neon yellow tshirt. He stood out in room. But I think that's what he wanted.
He smiled back and the first words out of his mouth were "You look so fucken hot."
More like a hot mess.
"How on earth did you find me?" I never told him I worked here. No one in my friend group knows I work there lol. NO ONE.
"Well.. I'm not gonna lie to you.. i stalked you."
"For real?" I kinda believe it. Lol.
"Okay, not exactly. I saw you comment on a dancers post about seeing her here tonight.."
I dont remember doing that. I mustve been half asleep or high off my meds cus I never do that.
"Really?"
"Mhmm.. it wasnt that hard to find you love. You have liked every post from this location for the last few months. I had to ask myself, why would my very modest friend be liking the photos of this establishment. You did mention you had a second job. I kinda connected the dots from there."
"I feel so exposed right now." I have a stalkerrr.
He smiled and leaned in closer..
"Dont be. I want you to know they don't give out any information about you girls over the phone. You got nothing to worry about babe. It was just me, your gay best friend, asking around about you and what days your off."
"So.. they dont give out any info over the phone.. you couldnt confirm i was actually working here but you still came out here anyway?"
"I've always wanted to see the inside of this place. Very classy."
Lmao. Farrr from classy.
"Richie, I know you're not here to spend your hard earned money on these girls when the gay bar is just down the road." Literally around the corner.
"Im just checking if naked women did anything for me today. You know how they say your taste buds change.. one day you like pickles and the next day you dont."
"I dont think that's how it works." Obviously hes always liked pickles and always will.
"Well.. looking around here I can confirm my taste buds haven't changed. I even felt kinda bad turning down their lap dances."
