charlcttex:
where: behind the synn gentlemen's club. open: anyone. @vlhqstarters
it happened for the first time tonight but it was the first time that it ever happened to charlotte. usually they get angry girlfriends, fiancés or wives. one rare odd time they had gotten an upset mother. but tonight a wife had busted into the club and looked for the young woman. apparently, she had gotten word about the blue eyed angel from his emails to his friends and what they were up to that night. charlotte was in the middle of a dance in the vip rooms with the man when she had gotten a drink dumped all over her head and was about to get hit when the woman and her husband were removed from the club. once everything was set and done, charlotte was escorted to the back where she showered up and changed into something more comfortable. grabbing a pack of cigarettes from her backpack, she walked out to the back. lighting up, she leaned against the wall and took a long drag of the cigarette. “huh?” charlotte looked up when she heard a voice.
in vegas, word traveled fast in general - but strip clubs moved at an even quicker pace. you didn’t break a heel or sneeze without the other girls and various facets of club employee’s finding out. which was the case tonight. instantly after leaving the champagne room to make her way to the stage for her second stage set - nicole was pulled away and informed of the outbreak in the vip room - and being one of the club’s veteran dancers, she’d grown to care for most if not all of the girls. but charlotte wasn’t just one of the girls - charlotte was nicole’s lottie, her prodigy, in most ways - lottie was nicole’s baby. she’d taken her under her wing almost instantly after meeting her, much like carmen had done for nicole when she first started out. saying little to nothing the blonde rushed to find someone to cover her time on stage and went in search for charlotte. angelo had directed her outside and almost nothing could prepare her for the sight she walked out to see. her baby looked almost defeated. mindlessly she approached slowly and inquired if she was doing alright - frowning when lottie gave no immediate answer, “i asked if you were okay... you want me to go fuck someone up?” nicole asked, part of her serious the other playful as she slid an arm around the younger femme’s shoulders. she wanted to say it happened to the best of girls, probably more than once, but that wouldn’t help. jealous spouses acting out of rage, fear, resentment, hopelessness, loss, tended to act on adrenaline without logic did crazy things. nicole figured when it came to matters of the heart, common sense wasn’t so common. people acted crazy and wanted to blame almost everyone but the person responsible. pout settling on her candy apple red tinted lips, it was almost easy to recall her own first run in with a jealous wife. with a cringe, she hastily shuddered the thought away, “or we can blow this popsicle stand and go get junk food and go watch shitty movies.”
















