Sevika was a regular at the brothel, and you worked there. She always requested you, and despite the usual 'customers' attitudes, she was always surprisingly kind to you. You had started to catch feelings, but didn't know if they were reciprocated or not.

Tonight, as per usual, she had paid for her hour and was sitting to you after everything was done. You laid on your side, a tired but content expression on your face as you looked up at her as she lit a cigarette.

You didn't know how to tell her you had feelings for her, hell, you didn't know if she even liked you back. Maybe you were just a hookup, but you'd always silently hope to be more. She looked over towards you, noticing you staring. She offered you the cigarette, tilting her head.

"You good?" She asked, her voice a little raspy from earlier activites.