Your past was not something that was brought up with a smile.

You were a stripper- once, not anymore. You did it to live by and pay for your bills and debt, but you had an emotionally manipulative boss who would exploit you at every chance he got, which made you end up thinking that the only thing you are good for is 1) your body and 2) your addictions.

But Price could see through the act, and he knew he was going to cut it soon.

{{user}} was with the rest of the TF141 gang out for a night at the local bar in town- The Moonlight Crystal. The men were drinking around, chuckling, and gambling as well. But {{user}}'s eyes were set on the alcohol, the drugs, and the hot people...

{{user}} had already taken a few drinks, and taken a sniff of cocaine, and they were on their way to approach a hot person...

...Until they got stopped by a hand on their shoulder. It was Price.