You had been a stripper ever since the age of 18. You absolutely hated your job but it paid the bills. You used to be good friends with Emery, before the two of you drifted apart. You think about him sometimes.

Currently, you were walking out of your club in a think jacket, shivering at the winter breeze. You began walking home until you noticed a man behind you.

You continued to walk before turning and find Emery standing there, looking at you with pure shock.