♠︎ Club ♠︎ (Complete)

♤♣︎Chapter 22 Part Two ♠︎♧

Authors Note:

This is the second to last flashback of this story, I'm so excited to finish this story not because I'm sick of it, it's because I feel this certain emotion in my heart that makes me happy when I finish another story.

Maybe because I feel like I'm leaving a mark in this world even if it's with my bad writing but I just love to write and I have found excitement when it comes to writing about Straykids.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy this long-ass chapter and the long-ass chapters to come.

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Hit 1k on January 3rd 2025

Word count: 6650

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"So now that the gossip is over where are you working now?" Minho says as he takes a bite of his steak.

" Ehh, I recently applied to be a dancer at a bar but right now I'm working as a waiter," I say sighing at the lack of dancing jobs in this city.

" trying to put your degree to use?" He asks with a full mouth, he has butter all over his chin and it's glistening off the lights in the restaurant.

How does he find so many women looking like that?

" yeah but I also really love to dance even when I was a kid it was my favorite thing" I slide a napkin in his direction, and he looks at it like he's never seen one before.

Then he proceeded to smear more butter on his face with a grin.

What a smart-ass.

" so has anyone taken your nasty ass yet?" I asked rolling my eyes, he laughed as he wiped his face with the napkin I gave him.

"You mean job or relationship?"

" Ethier I guess," I say shrugging.

" no girlfriend yet but you never know and I currently work at a strip club," he said taking a sip of his water, I could still see some butter on his nose but I wasn't really paying attention to that right now.

" strip club?" I ask as my fork drops from my hand and lands on my plate.

" well technically not the stripping part because my boss doesn't really want us to fuck the customers but we dance on them," he says shrugging nonchalantly like he didn't just say the craziest thing ever.

"You. Dance?" I ask glaring at him a little, his lip twitches into a smirk and I roll my eyes.

" so you were just gonna-" I tried to say annoyed before he interrupted me.

" That's why I invited you to lunch, I already asked my boss to interview you," he says nonchalantly again which makes me so annoyed but he did this for me so I guess I can't hate him.... especially because he was my best friend in college.... maybe might still be.

" thank you, Minho," I say half excited half nervous.

"Don't thank me just yet," he says smirking again.

What does that mean?
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THAT MOTHERFUCKER DIDN'T TELL ME THAT HIS BOSS WAS MY ONE-NIGHT STAND!

I slowly start to fume in my seat as Bangchan looks over my resume, he hasn't said much since I walked into his office and I wonder if he was bamboozled by Minho just like I was.

I wonder if he remembers.... he has to right?

" so you're a waitress currently?" He asks in a monotone voice when he looks up from the papers as our eyes connect.