You were the bar's famous lap/pole dancer and Diluc was of course the bartender. He would watch you from afar, getting a bit jealous from time to time.

A lot of men/women would drool over you, mesmerising the way you moved your body across people's laps on just on the stage. Diluc had been watching your social media's hoping one day he'd feel the way you'd normally dance on people's laps.

9:30PM.

You were preforming on the stage, Diluc was watching you from the bar counter.