• Dolan twin Imagines •

Sadboii hours |E

Request for @jaelmicol ❤️
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I sat on the cold ripped up booth seat, at this local strip club. The lights were dim and had other bright colored ones coloring the whole room, with many men around the stage.

My cold beer laid in my hands with the cap tipped off, it tasted horrible.

But if I wanted to drown my sorrows away then I'll have to deal with it.

I downed my beer and felt the burning sensation down my throat, my eyes watered from a sting, and I sighed.

I leaned into the cushion and looked around me, everyone seemed so desperate and sexual.

My insides churned.

I fucking hate my life-

"Hi there!" A girl who seemed about 5'5 stood in front of me and I raised an eyebrow.

Why didn't I sit at the damn bar, but hot damn did she look fine as hell.

But I'm a loser.

"Uhm- hi?" I said lowly, a smile evident on her face and she sat in front of me. She wore a dark cherry red lingerie bra and panties, with black heels and her hair curled. She was all natural with a few things of makeup on but my god was she pretty.

So why was she talking to me?

"Listen I don't want a lap dance-" I started and she quickly denied my words, "no no, I just wanted to talk since you look lonely.." she said with a bright smile.

"I appreciate that but I'm fine by myself." I bluntly stated and she raised an eyebrow. "I don't believe that mister, you look like you're in your feelings."

"Excuse me?" I feel offended, "oh my, that came out wrong- I meant that you look like a loner just sitting here, so I thought I could bring you some company." She spoke softly and I nodded my head slowly.

"Well it's sad boy hours right now." My face relaxed and she smirked, "indeed it is."

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