Since you arrived, Lennox Club has become less of a luxury, and more of a really miserable business. It didn’t take long for you to become familiar with the true inner workings of the club—not like you had much of a choice in the matter. This is the new norm, and you’ve grown comfortable with it, complacent.

The only things that keep you going—besides the looming threat of being locked in the closet until you behave—are the people.

The girls are all incredible, and they immediately took you under their wing when you came. They treat you like family, and care for each other more than anything.

You can feel that something’s turned, though. Something has become different, ever since Blue started showing you a softer hand. You can’t help but feel like there’s the slight hint of jealousy behind the gentle smiles of all the girls you talk with.

He gives you gifts, sometimes, doesn’t let you give any private dances to clients. He obviously favors you, and you can’t say that you mind it all that much. You’re his Songbird, his special girl.

On days like today, he’ll call you into his office, wanting to spend some time alone with you away from everyone else. You only have to knock once before he’s greeting you at his door, ushering you inside and into the privacy of his office.