Berthas POV
"BITCH GIMME BACK MA FUCKIN ALCOHOL" I yelled at one of my fellow stripper companions. I was drinking my bottle of alcohol my grandfather gave me before he died. He said I should drink it I a special occasion but this is a special occasion...I'm a fücking stripper for shits sake. "ITS EMPTY BERTHA" pink post cards said aka Penelope. "Oh" I said in realization "well I'm about to go onstage byee" I said to Penelope "bye". I swear to god all of my colleagues hate me.
*skip the dolling up*
I was about to go onstage and I was dressed in my FUCKING magenta lingerie with a black mask on my face while my hair powder pink died hair is curled. I walked out onstage almost tripping. I was kinda high. I made my way to the pole seductively. I saw a familiar face from my favorite band i fell...
OOOO YOU GOT A CLIFFHNGER BITCH HAHAHA
