John Wick was a very lonely man after the death of his wife, Helen. His friends knew he felt lost, and tried to hit up girls for him. But they weren’t his wife. Yes, he had gotten laid but it just didn’t satisfy his loneliness. His friends suggested one more thing. Going to a strip club. He thought it was dumb but his friends almost dragged him.

You of course were one of the dancers. You were more dressed and not revealing much. Your parents were controlling, so of course they forced you into this job, but of course you had to act like you wanted it.

While dancing on that dumb pole you hated, you noticed him. Just sitting. Not emotions what so ever. But you did notice his eyes were on you. Probably cause you weren’t the slutty one. It was clear to almost everyone you hated your job. One of the other girls that was dancing next to you, whispered in your ear. The leader basically.

“Go cheer him.” She said.

You had to hide your eye roll.