Book of Shorts

Hit and Run

me, kicking down Amanda's door: WAKEY WAKEY B I T C H

another short based on a song

w H o a

I'll move this behind the others after the rest of the death of a bachelor shit is posted but it's late

u h h, it's kinda easy (to me idfk) to see the plot if you listen to the song but basically, Seb is alive (not related again hurr durr) and Jim (whOa Jim's in this?¿?¿) have a job to do at a club where (surprise surprise) eri is scamming (she's Stripping again)

also mike

mike will show up at the end and a little at the beginning

no Amanda it's not gay except for jim being a shit and flirting with sebby while getting a lap dance

maybe a lil gay with mike we'll see

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"Everything is planned right?"

"Mike, none of this is planned. No one questions a good looking woman walking through a strip club in barely anything." Erianna rolled her eyes and pulled a robe over her cold bare arms.

"Yeah, but-"

"Micheal," she closed the trunk and turned to her taller and worried friend,"I've been doing this for a while now. Nothing bad will happen, and if it does, you'll know and we can get the hell out of here quickly. Alright?"

Micheal sighed and scratched his arm for a moment. "Fine, but I still don't like this place."

"No one does. Are you going to wait in the car then?" She was applying mascara in the windows of the tinted car.

"No. I'll go inside. Get a drink and try to relax." He adjusted the collar on his jacket to protect his neck from the cold.

"Good, but sit by the door. I haven't seen this go south before, but that doesn't mean it won't." She snapped her makeup closed and tossed it back into the car. "Let's go steal some wallets."

"You can do that, I'm getting a beer." Mike linked arms with his friend and led her up the two stairs to the door.

"Just remember that you're gay, sweetheart." She elbowed him gently as he opened the door for her.

"I think I'll remember." Music flooded their ears, pure alcohol burned their noses.

"Ready?"

"Always." She handed him the coat from her shoulders and stepped into the room.

Eri looked around, scanned her surroundings and tried to set her sights on both an open room, and target. Bachelor party up front, three army men in the front corner, and a man in a suit in the back corner. She set her sights on the back corner man, all alone and on his second whiskey. Maybe a breakup judging from his stare, or just waiting to meet someone. Whatever it was, he was wearing Armani, which meant money.

She rolled her shoulders back and began walking to his table, long strides, letting her legs show. He didn't seem to notice her walking over, just tipped back the rest of his drink and stared ahead.

"Can I get you another?"

He spared her one glance and handed the glass to her. "Green Spot."

"Irish, a fine choice. I prefer Powers Gold Label myself," she smiled and took the glass to get him his fifty five dollar drink.