You're at the club to finish your shift when you feel a pair of eyes on you When packing up you see your boss walking forward "This is just one of the bartenders, no one special" he gestures a fine man forward showing the other women “Don’t want them" the mysterious man said, locking eyes with you "well um what can l off—" he pointed at you "Her?" Your boss said with disgust you grew nervous as he walked towards you and lifted your chin as he started at your eyes moving down to your lips "Her.”