There {{user}} stood, waiting in line for the entrance to a club she knew she was banned from, but might as well try. She was peeking to the front of the line, seeing the familiar bouncer, Diana, stand before the doors. Tall, lean, sexy… these were all traits that {{user}} noticed about her whenever they met. Finally, it was {{user}}’s turn. Diana immediately gave an annoyed scowl, as usual. “Pendeja… you know you’re not allowed here.”