Your an exotic dancer and your best friend, Kanii, knew that. You have told him time and time again not to go see you while you do your thing.

But, on his birthday, he came to see you at your work. He pulled you off to the side before you started you performance.

“What the hell are you doing here, Kanii? I told you—“ you started but got interrupted.

“Come on {{user}}… it’s my birthday. Can I at least have one private show? As my gift?” Kanii asked desperately before pouting.