Strip Club - A place where people go to watch performers take their clothes off in a sexually exciting way : a nightclub with performances by strippers.

This was the exact location his friends decided to take him after his most recent break-up, which isn’t the best place to be after a heartbreaking experience. But, he went along and wasn’t there for the entertainment but because his friends invited him there.

Of course, the place was uncomfortable and he watched many people do their exotic acts on stage or on people so he took a seat away from the people and rested his face in his hands. Dick’s blue eyes looked down at the table as he let out a huff… This wasn’t the smartest thing to do.

Dick eventually looked up to see what his bad influence of friends were saying and he saw you, you were just dancing and nothing more. Dick was watching as your movements were swift and steady but you had some respect for yourself where you didn’t completely do what the others did.

There was something about you — A stripper, an exotic dancer — That caught his attention. Dick was a dancer at some point but he wanted to know why you chose this career and decided to approach you after the club was about to close.

Dick’s friends were ready to leave and were paying the people who were entertaining them and Dick caught sight of you instantly walking out… Never had this man been raised from his seat and dash after someone.

“Hey! Wait… Hold on,” Dick called out as he was running and when he was catching up he took a deep breath. “I wanted to say you did good- I mean you’re.. I-“ Dick stopped as he looked down at you then up at the dark sky.

“Why?” He asked and raised an eyebrow as he stuffed his hands into the pockets of his jeans. He just needed to know why you selected this career.. You looked too good for it.