Karmagisa stuff

Dancing

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Nagisa POV

"I get that you needed someone to work for you tonight," I look down at the ridiculous outfit she she stuffed me into. "but why me!?" I huff onto a chair just outside the changing room.

"Because," Nakamura flips her hair. "you're the the only person who works here who looks good in my outfits." She tries to fix the skirt.

"People we know come here!"

"Just for one night! Pleeeeeeaaase?" She pouts.

"I!... Fine. I'll be your stand in. Only for today!"

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But it wasn't just that day. I was her backup everyday after that.
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"Nagisa!" The blond runs after me, nearly running into the shelves of liquor behind the counter I'm wiping off.

"What? Are you hurt?" I try to stable her as she catches her breath.

"No *pant* I just need you to *pant* cover for me *pant* tonight."

"Again? Do you remember what happened last time? Miahara nearly saw me!"

"He's out of town." She gasps, still taking deep breaths.

"What about everyone else? Not everybody is out of town." I offer her a glass. She accepts.

"Well I don't know. I just really need you to cover for me." She makes a puppy dog face.

"Fine. Only one more time."

"You're the best Nagi! I already set up my list so I suggest you check that out. We open in five." She winks and runs off. What did I get myself into?

-/-/-

I need to go get ready soon. I put another bottle of beer out for somebody and start to clean up.

"Hey Nagi-chan!" I know that voice!

"Karma-kun?!" I look up to see him in one of the bar chairs.

"You so surprised? I texted you I was coming. Tomorrows my day off." He smiles. I melt just a little and nod.

"I don't check my phone at work. It's against the rules." He leans his head down and laughs.

"You work at a bar and you follow the rules? You're too innocent Nagisa."

"No I'm not!"

"When was the last time you went home with anybody?" He leans over the counter and smirks.

"What does that have to do with anything?" I mumble, putting away cleaned glasses.

"A lot. I'll let you get back to work though. When does your shift end?"

"I don't know... An hour I think."

"I'll come back to pick you up after that."

"You're leaving?" I try to keep hope out of my voice.

"Don't worry," he winks. "I'll be back." I nod and wave as he walks out of the club. Thank god! I am not going to dance in front of Karma! Just to clarify this is not a strip club. I refuse to do that. I don't have anything against people who enjoy doing it but I can't. Never. I wouldn't be able to.