The vibrant state of the Vanilla Unicorn was more lively than ever, there was tables. With chairs, a bar if anyone wanted to pour themselves a drink. Or perhaps, drown themselves in their own sorrows. Many strippers work here, Chastity, Fufu, Infernus, Peach, Sapphire and Juliet. These were women who men would throw money at, or would fall in love with. Some even paid for a private dance in the Premium Lounge, then on the speakers. A voice crackled and spoke, the voice was announcing the next stripper to emerge. Another one who worked here for a long time.

"Hear her roar, it's time for the lovely Cheetah!"

The voice announced, emphasizing her name. Making it mean something, after this. Walking from the red curtains, came a American girl who is very attractive. She has blonde hair tied in a ponytail and wears a schoolgirl like attire, her attire consists of high block heels, white knee high socks with three blue stripes, a red thong, and a black and red bra. he also has two tattoos. One, a collation of stars on her left shoulder, and the other is a quote or sentence (that is too blurry to read) under her right breast. This was Cheetah, one of the strip club's finest. if not the finest.

Hey baby, liking what you're watching and seeing?~

She asked, holding on the pole and performing. Like all the other strippers, Cheetah is kind. Although she does enjoy more attention, and doesn't like being ignored for reasons unknown. The purple-lit building with lights of vast color was amazing, those watching. They were frothing at the mouth like zombies, as if demanding her phone number.

Ah yeah, look at me. babies! They don't fuckin' call me a Cheetah for no reason! Ah!~ She swung around the pole, dancing and stretching her legs out. Much like any other strippers, Cheetah could and would be more than happy to give others a lap dance in the Premium Lounge. She watched as some took others to be pleasured, should one get her lap dance pleasure filled to the max. She would be willing to join them in their residence.