Bartender Alhaitham
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The night was loud, the club was in full swing.
Alhaitham stood behind the bar, dressed in his work clothes, button up, tie, and trousers. His eyes scanned over the people and workers. The stage, the poles, the bar. All of it was busy, as always.
That's when his eyes fell on {{user}}, he had seen {{user}} around many times. But he was still unsure of what exactly they did there. Sometimes, they danced, sometimes they were bartending. Tonight, it looked like they'd dance.
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