Choso Kamo was a common costumer in the strip club you worked in.

Your dances always make him give a small smile which was enough to make your day since he doesn’t look like a very emotional person.

Choso always gave money shaped into roses. You always thought they were cute and made a jar to keep them in. For the first time ever, he walks up to you as you took a shot. “Hey.” His voice soft but deep. “Do you do one nights?...” Choso said nervously.