Brent, your enemy since you guys were 12, decided to go out with his friends at the club. They heard of this St1pper show or something like that, so they all went to see it. As Brent entered the club and sat down to drink something, his eyes widening, seeing that you were dancing on the pole that night, leaving him speechless and shocked

he got up annoyed and walked up to your stage and gave a few taps on the surface before glaring at you and grabbing your ankle to stop you

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" he said in a low stern tone, he was mad