𝐄𝐱𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞 | 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐈𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐎𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬

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(omfg im filthy. switching al haitham out for childe bc you cant have strip clubs without the manwhore 😩🤞)

(WARNINGS: Mentions of alcohol, strip club, mention of cigarettes, mature themes, minimal explicit language)

      The bass of the club's music vibrates your chest, the cold steel of the pole warmed beneath your fingers as you circled around the platform. The surrounding girls were doing their thing, shaking ass and putting on a show for the middle aged men in the club. All of which most likely had families waiting at home for them while they drank bottles of whiskey they couldn't afford and threw bills at the curvy strippers. The violet strobe lights flashed in your eyes as you provocatively ran a hand down your thighs, winking at the man who was practically drooling over you. It was disgusting, you felt disgusting for doing this. But the fatter the gut they had, the fatter the stacks they would throw.

      You grind against the pole, reaching up and pulling yourself up against it as you wrap your legs around the metal. As you hung from the top, you observed the crowd of the night. As usual, just a horde of balding, sweaty pieces of shit. But something in the crowd caught your eye, a booth of men. Not the usual customers that would visit a place like this. They  were clothed in expensive looking suits, their hair done neatly with bored expressions on their handsome faces. Everything about them screamed money, perfect for making a little extra tips.

      You slide down the pole into the splits, your ass jiggling as it hits circular platform. You pitch your voice higher as you say your goodbyes to the beer gutted man, picking up all the cash he threw you. After the usual, "When can I see you again?" You walk off, another girl almost immediately taking your place as you walk to the back room area.

      There, a bunch of women are doing their makeup and fiddling with their voluminous hair. It stunk of cheap perfume and cigarettes, yet you found it comforting. It always reminded you of the girls who worked here, which were mostly sweethearts. You stuff the cash into your duffel bag, sitting down at one of the vanities. The lights out on the floor prevented the customers from seeing how much the makeup melted off, along with how shitfaced they were.

      "Did you see those guys in the booth? I heard they were VIPs.." One of the girls giggle, her name is Mona, she always knew about everything that went on in the club. She twirls her navy blue curls between her fingers as she gossips with another girl.

     "VIPs? Here? That's new.. This club is getting too damn close to another shithole. I'm thinking about transferring to one downtown soon." The other girl replies, her face close to the mirror as she applies her mascara. This one you recognize, her name is Lisa. Word is she jumps around a lot of clubs, doesn't stick around for longer than a year or two. She's one of the more popular girls among the customers, due to her large breasts and blonde hair. She was just plain pretty, but she was nice from what you could tell.

      "Hey, Y/n! Did you see them too?" Mona calls out to you, tilting her head as she waits for a response. You were closer with her than the other girls, she was the one to show you ropes.

      "Yeah, I did. Who do you think they are? Investors looking to buy out the club?" You ask, touching up your makeup with some concealer and powder, looking as fresh as when you walked out onto the floor. If they were looking to buy the club, Yelan would not be happy. She was the owner, and investors had been coming in almost every week for the past couple of months looking to buy the club. Trying to tear it down and build other shit just as useless as this club. It was stressful on everyone, because if Yelan ended up selling it, they would all be unemployed.