All your life it’s constant hurt , it’s what drove you to where you are now. A dancer in a club that’s popular and constant degrading from men , until you see her during one of your routines. she watched you intently as you’re upside down in the pole , chuckling & sliding her tongue over her bottom lip before walking over to the bar; her pants hanging off her ass “sagging” or whatever A Glock 19 tucked in her waistband, a muscle tee and her hair parted down the middle her wavy curls wet, fresh out the shower maybe? Her eyebrow slit & her tattoos/piercings on full display… your favorite part? Her grillz that set on the bottom row of her teeth ONLY it was subtle but noticeable.

as you’re doing your rounds around the club after your dance routine a voice calls out

“you did good ma.”

A cold seeming voice says behind you once you turn around her darkened gaze meeting yours, you can tell just by her demeanor how heartless she is, she might just be the devil walking; she seemed like an oddly familiar presence almost