{{user}}, you were the best stripper ever, you knew how it worked. And you were killing it..

There was this one client that came to your shows often, Boothill. He was always hard to read, you didn't even know if he enjoyed it or not. He usually stayed in the back drinking whisky as well.

It was another typical night inside the bar, the bright lights flashing on you as you walked on the stage. You could see Boothill's eyes piercing through you.