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Waking up in his bed Paru slowly reached for his shirt that layed on the floor however it seems like the shirt was dodging Parus hand.

He sighed annoyed and swung his legs off the bed and stood up just to realise his shirt wasn't laying there.
It was on his chair. Confused by his dumbness he put on his shirt and pants.

»i still need to look at the shop .. if anything is missing.. Conner's probably already cleaning things up«

his mood sank as he realised he might need to talk to the shop owner from across the street. It wasn't the first time customers would come into the shop un allowed.
The bar we're talking about here is Boys&Toys. The favourite of bars by most people. Since it's run by a xracker. A creature known from the planet harischka. Where world is at peace due pharamones in the air making everyone unable to think violent.
Pretty smart if you think about it.
However here the blood and sweat gets squeezed out of them to take in like drugs.

Paru slowly walked downstairs into the shop seeing Conner and Marie scrubbing the floor clean from what Paru would recognise as blood from whoever was dumb enough to break in through the glass.

»pari, dear. Can you go to the bar next door. It seems it's one of Their customers... Again.« Marie said annoyingly as she picked up items fallen down from the shelf.

Paru nodded and did what he was told.

The smell on the street was strong. Smelling like sweet vanilla and an undertone of strong deodorant.
Not the best mix of smells but better what will wait inside of him
Parus face shifted to a disgusted facial expression knowing the smell of basement drwalers and men with nothing better to do than watch half naked women and alike.

There were no security guards.. weird
Paru walked into the bar and directly got hit by a wave of disgustingly cheap perfume, sweat and other fluid smells

Disgusted he looked around.. it was a normal strip club.
However it where more men than women on the small dancing stages.
Confused he went to the bar

»hey, I'm here to talk to the owner?«
He asked nicely.
The squid humanoid looking bartender watched him through the dark Spheres that were their eyes and then pointed to a black door at the end of the room.
»..thanks« Paru said and went off to that door. He watched the dancers, the waitresses and some guest's.
The lady's that walked around serving drinks and other service where clothed in different outfits. Nothing of Parus interest however he did wonder how they could walk In heels for so long.
There were humans, humanoid looking cows and other animal species and also squid ladys ..or lads Paru couldn't tell the difference since they did not had any breasts or generally telling genetals.
One dancer, a male humanoid looking oxe was dancing on a pole. He had quite the viewer. Men, women and alike were throwing money and other collectable valous onto his stage.
Paru stood there watching him not looking at the time.
Amazed by his figure and anatomy while also being ' amazed ' by his anatomy Another waiter similar to the one on stage in a tight red outfit approached him.
»you seem to like him.. care for a VIP room? He's a natural in pleasing..all our customers.« he said with a voice that was rough like a dried out Sharpie.
Paru slowly went red and apologised
»a-ah no thank you, I didn't mean to stare it just.. caught my attention.. nothing more..« he said a little embarrassed.

The waiter smiled smugly
»are you sure? First time visitors get their first VIP for free..« he said and out of embarrassment and hoped he'll get left alone after Paru agreed. Seemingly trying to avoid eye contact.

Suddenly a bell rang. It was a bell the waiter had around his belt.

»First timer! Becks there's fresh meat for you on the menue!« he yelled to the gentleman on the stage which let no time pass to get to the two.
People turned around and stared at Paru
Some amused by the scene others dreded him death stares that he took away their show.
The humanoid centaurs pulled Paru into a VIP room behind the dark door the bartender pointed to.

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