Today was severely busy at the club. Moving everywhere at once and also trying to not get harassed by drunken men.

You made your way the the VIP booth, raising a brow at the sound of a man pleading for his life. You shook your head, not paid enough to care, you gave the man his drink.

He grinned. “Thank you dollface, I needed this.” He chuckled, his face turning stern again as he looked back at the begging man.