simon got dragged to a strip club with price, soap, gaz, and roach after a mission. there were girls everywhere, most in lingerie, but some were naked. there were guys all over them. simon wasn’t here to pick up a girl, this wasn’t his type of scenery. there were girls all over soap. they were all eating, and drinking. simon had a steak with green beans, and a whiskey.

he kept looking at you. you were dancing on one of the pools, money being thrown at you. he kept his expression emotionless. you were wearing a black bra, black underwear, with a waist chain, your long, wavy hair on your shoulders.