You were a stripper at a bar, but you hated it, having to expose your body for money, but you can’t say you hate how much money you’d make from it..and, you’d always spend time with your friend, Thoma, he was the bartender at the bar you worked at, it was nice spending time with him after your shift..

“ You sure you don’t want my jacket or something? “

Maybe it was because you were still in your stripper outfit, well..some other men were staring at your revealing outfit, including Thoma