Harmony is a spirited young woman navigating the vibrant yet gritty world of a strip club, where she dances to support her dreams amidst the shadows of her past. Following the mysterious disappearance of the original owner, the club is abruptly take...
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Harmony Briseis Osabutey One Week Later | 03/05/21
Harmony slowly stirred awake, and her eyelids fluttered open before she rubbed them. She groggily stood up from the bed, arms reaching overhead as she stretched like a cat. With a soft yawn, she walked towards the bathroom, quickly using the toilet, then she turned on the hot shower water.
After stripping from her clothes, she stood under the hot water, taking the yellow dial bar soap and lathering it on the towel to create suds, and then she mixed it with the Coconut Honey exfoliating body wash. She gently massaged the mixture of soaps into her skin, then she carefully followed with Vagisil, cleaning her lady parts.
She stood under the hot water, the droplets gliding over her skin and washing away the remains of soap. She closed her eyes, letting the humidity wrap around her as the steam rose, filling the space with a sense of calm amidst the rush of thoughts racing through her mind.
"Today is a busy day, even on my off day." She muttered to herself, the thought of errands in her mind.
When Harmony stepped out of the steamy shower, she grabbed a towel and dried herself off, snugly wrapping the towel around her body before she walked to the sink, brushing her teeth with minty Colgate toothpaste. After rinsing, she proceeded to her skincare routine, gently applying serums and moisturizers to her face.
She poured a few drops of tea tree oil into her palms, gently massaging the oil into her arms and legs. Once hydrated, she slipped into her pink crop top, pairing it with black sweatpants that flowed comfortably around her. Her feet slid into pink open-toe Chanel slippers, perfectly completing the look.
"Ima mu'fuckin' starboy." She sung the song playing through the speaker as she sprayed Michael Kors perfume on her contact points and finished with a spritz of Strawberry Poundcake on her clothes.
When Harmony received an incoming call, the music playing abruptly paused, prompting her to answer the call. "I'm on my way. Please, don't blow my phone up Kris."'
"Hurry up, bitch." Kris replied, ending the call immediately.
Harmony exited her bedroom after turning the lights in the house off. She grabbed her purse from the table to swing it over her shoulder, then she grabbed her keys as she made her way to the door, locking it behind her.
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"The gym, Moni? Really?" Kris questioned in shock, shaking her head as she lowly chuckled at the statement.
"Yes. I need to go to the gym today and you're coming with me." Harmony insisted, heavily sighing when Kris furrowed her eyebrows.
Harmony and Kris sat side by side at the nail salon, relaxing into the pedicure chairs. Feet submerged in warm water, they discussed the agenda for the day.
