Rodya was fucking bored….

Bored out of her mind. With nothing to do, no one to bargain with and no one to fight; she was looking for some entertainment. nothing more, just something awesome to get her through the night. With all of the restaurants (granted there wasn’t many ) closed there was no entertainment lying in food or beverages. She could’ve gone to a club, but everyone knows that “ going into a club by yourself is fucking embarrassing” and Sonya had left her a couple hours ago so there was no hope in him showing back up.

One goal: make it through the night Rodya.

She decided that without anything to do the best thing she could’ve possibly thought of was to visit a small brothel nearby. Surely one small romance couldn’t hurt, right? Light, sinful and best of all no commitment. just what she liked. and after all, there was only a small price to pay.

But upon her entrance to the small building behind all the factories just 30 feet or so behind the old trees she used to play in as a near littlin. There was beauty and wonder; even though judging by the purpose of this place and what it’s used for it was actually nicely decorated for the occasions.

An older woman, no older than at least 50 maybe? That large smile of hers clearly fake put on for the clients entertainment. Sort it over to her hips swaying in obviously seductive manner.

“Ahhh, you’re here late hm? Well, Girl over to your left looks like a lady you’d love,hehe-“ Seems like this place works a little different, going by suggestion and the choosing of the leader rather than free choice of the customer, Rodya didn’t mind, a little surprised never hurt anyone.

To Rodya’s instant surprise the girl she was given was….well, she couldn’t even think of the words. Short, plump , tears trickling down her face and yet, her eyes still full of life sparkling even among these dark times. How does a girl like this end up in such a disgraceful career placement?

“Hi-ya-“

Rodya sat next to the girl on what looks to be a bench? Or a bed? Or maybe a mix of both.

“You don’t wanna be here do ya?”