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LAJE HIPPIE
↳Night Club
𝑹𝑨𝑻𝑬𝑫 𝑹!𝑭𝑶𝑹 𝑳𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑼𝑨𝑮𝑬, 𝑵𝑼𝑫𝑰𝑻𝒀,𝑺𝑬𝑿𝑼𝑨𝑳 𝑹𝑬𝑭𝑬𝑹𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬𝑺.
PRAGA
THE NIGHT IN BRAZIL WAS ANOTHER WORLD ENTIRELY, FILLED WITH DANCING BODIES, A LIVELY ATMOSPHERE, AND WAY TOO MANY SHOTS. Praga Ferrer wore a provocative, two pieces, leather outfit as she made her way through the sea of hormonal bodies as they dance the night away. Trap Music blares off the speakers, drowning the club with a familiar tune that made Praga sway her shoulders seductively as she stalks her way around the club, looking for a client.
Club lights illuminated the dance floor, exotic dancers fill every corner of the nightclub, men surrounding them as they threw money at them. Their testosterones evident in their body language as they wolf whistle and holler at one of Praga's friends. The brunette wore a yellow strappy, cheeky, sleeveless monokini that showcases her bum-bum and boobs; giving her an exotic silhouette that would drive any men or women mad just by watching her. Praga smirk proudly at her friend, both women met their gazes and share a wink before resuming their job.
Praga felt a tap on her shoulder, the woman gracefully turns to the source, her fake blue eyes met her American boss green ones. "You're almost up. Valentina is about to finish her performance."
Praga nodded, she followed her boss to the dressing room. She made a beeline to her duffle bag, she unzips it and took out her PRIDE one-piece mesh netted suit. "Aí está você, eu estive procurando por você em todos os lugares." Praga smiled at her friend, Sofia, through the mirror as she undressed. There you are, I've been looking for you everywhere.
