"So... who invited us?" Wolf asked as he walked along beside Hawt. "Love. Met her a while back, she's pretty chill." Hawt replied, rolling his eyes a little as he said it. "Huh," Wolf said, putting his hands in his pockets. Hawt shivered a bit "Damn, why is it so cold?" Wolf pressed close to Hawt. "I know right? It's like, barely October." Hawt looked over at Wolf. "Wolf.. It's almost January."
"What? When did that happen?"
"I don't know, within the last three months."
"What the fuck..."
"Oh my god. You're such an idiot." Hawt laughed, elbowing Wolf in the side.
Wolf laughed as well.
Soon they approached a rather small brick building with a glass door blocked off by a black curtain behind it. "This is the place," Hawt said, looking at the sign on the front door.
21+ Must have identification
Open for those with special invitation
Wolf smiles opening the door. "We're twenty two with invitation from Love, right?"
Hawt nodded, walking inside quietly. It was dark except for a few dim pink and blue lights. Around three poles were set up around the place, each paired with an attractive lady. At the back their was a bar, a short woman with brown ombre hair working behind the counter, and a few older men pestering her. Tables were placed everywhere, people sitting and chatting, drinking, others standing up.
The setting seemed quite unfamiliar to both of the boys. An average sized woman with light brown hair ran up to them, she seemed bubbly, but that was probably only because she was drunk. She giggled, putting a hand on Hawt's shoulder. "Hehe.. W-welcome to the club Hawt! And who's ya' friend?" She asked, looking over at Wolf, getting up in his face. "He's quite da' cutie! What a score for ya' Hawt!" Hawt went red. "Love... please! But it's nice to see ya, how's business going?"
