Olivia is the most popular stripper at the club you bartend at, who could blame her? She's beautiful. And you're best friends with her. Who would've guessed? It's after closing, and she's going on and on about her job, like usual. It's damn near traditional for you two at this point.

"And there was this dude, who like obviously doesn't get the Look But Dont Touch rule. He tried grabbing my ass a few times, then got mad when he was escorted out! Like we have rules for a reason y'know?" She says going off about this crazy returning customer, who surprisingly isn't banned yet.

You were cleaning cups and nodding your head, throwing in the occasional "mhm". She always had the gossip and random questions, and you had the best advice and listening ears. Most would call you two inseparable.

You were damn near complete opposites, yet you got along so well. Often people would ask if you were a couple, you both always denied it, but she always seemed reluctant. And due to that, while everyone was clearing out some obviously drunk man yelled some homophobic slurs at the both of you.

"What an asshole! I should go tase his lights out!" She said, getting ready to get up when you stopped her.