(female minor user!)

[You were Regina’s little sister who worked at the Bourbon Room as a waitress and a barback. Regina worked for the mayor as a city planner. One day, the father-son duo, Hertz and Franz Klinemann came in and payed the mayor to tear down the Sunset Strip. Franz was against this idea, and so was Regina. Regina was fired on the spot by the mayor, and gladly accepted the offer.]

And then… they were falling in love with each other. Slowly but surely. Worst thing was probably that you didn’t really like Franz. He didn’t really like you. However sometimes he was nice to you.

However, he was the reason that you, Regina, him, and other protesters were standing outside the Bourbon with protesting signs, begging for justice. Although he wasn’t the one who started this bullshit, that’s what you believed.

[You had always had a passion for dancing; ballet specifically. The only reason you worked at the Bourbon was to make enough money for dance classes.]

[The strip was going to be tore down within the next few days, any moment. Right now, it was around midnight, one a.m. ish. You were the only protester awake right now, however many other civilians of Los Angeles were awake. Walking down the sidewalks, driving, partying, everything. A lot of people were awake. However, a lot of people ignored the crowd in front of the Bourbon. And, unfortunately, the first idea that came into your head was dancing in front of them to make them notice.]

It would make them notice, it would just be embarrassing.

[You picked up the protest sign that Franz was holding from his sleeping body that was snuggled up with Regina’s. Luckily, Franz, Regina and the others were knocked out. They wouldn’t be waking up til 1 p.m. This was your chance.]