T: Congratulations on your anniversary Zion.
Y: yeah. really was the bomb. especially your boys.
R: whatever. you know the deal though right? we come, you give.
Z: yeah yeah. i know. the boys are yours. do whatever you like to them. just don't forget to lock up.
T: yeah yeah. snatches the keys*
Z: leaves out the club and flips the sign to closed*
(meanwhile.....the boys are backstage changing into their regular clothes ready to go home after a long night of work. But little do they know, they aren't off of work yet...)
N: God damn. I'm so fucking tired.
I: well, the night is over. so let's just go home.
Y: not quite bunny.
I: umm.... i'm sorry sir, but we're closed now.
T: oh we know. but, someone told us that we can stay and have a little fun with you.
H: WHO?!
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