* 𝔭 𝔞 𝔯 𝔱 𝔶 / 𝔤 𝔦 𝔯 𝔩 .

a night off. now those didn’t come around often for the brunette since she thoroughly enjoyed her work, but every so often she decided to go out and not get paid for it.  ❝ i don’t know about you, ❞ her brow arched as she looked at the other. ❝ but vip and showering pretty girls with money sounds a lot more exciting than spending my night grinding up against sweaty bodies — at least tonight. ❞ carmen blinked a few times quickly as if she knew she was right, and truth be told: no one could make her believe she was. there was a time, place & mood for everything. tonight happened to be a night that carmen wanted pretty lights and pretty women surrounding her, but there had been just as many nights where she preferred the sweaty bodies.  ❝ so, you should come join the fun. ❞ she finally managed to get to her point in coming up to the other, her grin brightening.

usually josie spent her days off as far from the club she worked at as she could, but carmen was making pretty good points. she always preferred to dance fpr women over men and she was sure her coworkers would appreciate a little break from gross old men ogling over them and getting a little too handsy. “yeah, actually that could be fun. i usually spend my nights off in a bubble bath with a bottle of wine, but vip sounds way more fun,” she smiled. it had been too long since she had gotten dressed up for herself and not to make money. “you wanna get ready together or meet up later?”

location: synn hotel | open

it was odd to stella, to be in a hotel and to not be working. it was her day off, and here she was resisting cleaning up even the smallest of messes. she had to force herself to get out of that damn lobby, heading outside to the bar. of course, she already knew all the bartenders names, and they already knew her usual. taking a sip of her vodka seltzer, she kept her eyes from wandering, even as someone sat next to her. stella liked to talk, and she was pretty good at it. she worked in this very hotel after all, she was used to making conversation with strangers, even if most days they just saw her as an employee. “so, what’s your drink?” she asked the person next to her, shooting them a soft smile.

Jayden looks at the blonde as he nods “I know and I apologize. I was trying to make it to the next job since it is Friday and I was rushing. Can I buy you a drink or something after my shift at this bar or maybe even a coffee to make up for it?” He asked as he looks into her sparkling eyes as he had felt bad.

josie resisted the urge to roll her eyes, “slow and steady wins the race,” she chuckled. “yeah, i’m gonna have to pass on that. i’ve only got a thirty minute break and don’t really want to spend it with you or any dude for that matter.”

“somebody better be dead or god damn close to dying… do i look like i’m back here fuckin’ around? i’m busy.” angelo warned, getting up from his desk and adjusting the jacket what adorned his shoulders accordingly. christopher should’ve covered the walk through of the casino floor two hours ago… yet here he was, getting ripped away from planning tomorrows drop to make face and shake hands with tourists and visitors. which meant it was time to play the part of charming. easy. per usual, two members of his business family trailed a safe distance behind him as soon as he hit the floor of the casino’s busy floor. “i have an hour before i need to go make sure the girls are good over at the club, one of you idiots fuckin’ find someone handle this… now.” he warning behind him to the two before easily switching his persona mode to angelo: the owner of synn hotel. shaking hands was painless, offering hellos, asking how stays were handled meticulously. stopping at one of the black jack tables, the blond perched against the empty space, smiling over at the dealer with a smirk, turning his attention and blue eyes to the person occupying chair at the table, “how’s your night going? good game?”

josie was not good at gambling. she wasn’t good at any poker games and she knew that. she was losing more money than she was winning, but she wasn’t a quitter. she told herself that she was going to do five more rounds, and she was crossing her fingers that she won at least two of those rounds. she took a peek at her cards and asked for a hit. bust. the same thing happened two more times and josie was starting to lose the little bit of hope she did have. she ordered herself a shot of tequila and downed it quickly. she was about to look at her hand when she heard a voice. josie looked up with a smirk, “you know, it’s not going great,” she laughed. “i don’t even want to think of how much money i’ve lost at this table alone. if you were wanting to play, i’d suggest a different table. i think i’ve contaminated this one with bad luck.”

@jboogie: 😬🤔 of course you miss me, i’m amazing. we don't double back in these parts. stfu.

@josiehart: and that's usually followed by an unsolicited dick pick or a 'i'm still in love with you' text

Jayden had always been fascinated with being a security guard and a bouncer because they always got to beat the fuck out of drunk fucking assholes. He had just finished his shift as he grabbed a monster and walks out of the club and bumped into someone because he was texting “Shit. I’m so sorry. Are you okay?” He said as he put his hand out to ether catch them or help them up.

josie had just finished the first half of her shift and she was tired. it had been busy and she felt like she was working double. she was choosing to look on the brightside, though. she had gotten good tips and she already made more money in the first four hours of her shift than she had the previous night altogether. she was on her way to the lounge when she collided with another person. she huffed and took a second to regain her balance, “yeah, i’m fine. texting and walking, almost as dangerous as texting and driving. especially in a place this crowded.”