@savagemusings
it was all new to her. she’d packed up her things on a whim and moved to a tiny studio apartment in new york city to live her dream. she wanted to dance. she wanted to be on the biggest stages with the best dancers. for now, though, she was working nights at a local bar. as she closed for the night, one of her regulars was refusing to leave. ophelia stood at the door trying to push him out. “alright, sam, it’s time to go! no, i don’t care if you want another drink. we’re open tomorrow. now fuck off before i call the cops!”












