#v; tiny dancer

She leaned against his table, grinning. Not leaning into his personal space, not too flirtatious. He hadn't seemed like the kind of guy who wanted fawming over. She nodded at the waitress, a signal to bring one of whatever he was drinking, and the house special for the dancers: sweet, water down, but a little alcohol. Keller wanted his girls relaxed, not drunk. Not messy. Two waters would come with the drinks, one for each of them.

"You were here with some friends not long ago," she said. She glanced around. "They here with you tonight? Or are you flying solo?"

"Oh! Hey!" She recognizes the dark haired, well-heeled man from a few weeks back. He'd come in with a woman whose name she's forgotten (Aharu? Maybe?) and a man who said his name was Bones. A good stripper name, she remembered thinking. She had given Bones a dance, and Aharu had laughed at him all the way through it. But they had tipped well enough that seeing their dark-haired companion made her smile.

@fasciinating

“Enjoying the show?”

“Buy a dance. I can reccomend a collegue if you need me to.”

“Are ya?” He answered, as though he could stop her.He knew by now that arguing with her just made her dig in; the more you tried to tell her something, even for her own good (especially for her own good) the more stubborn she’d get. loved doing things her own way, just because it was her way.

Reminded him of someone, but he couldn’t quite think who.

My muse catches yours naked

Claire let herself into Sam’s apartment; she’s on a split shift and Sam’s place is closer than her own. Besides, her roommates are assholes: they don’t mind taking her money, but they never let her forget how she earned it. Like it’s tainted or something, like it’s somehow worth less because she had to take off her clothes to get it. She needs to move.

She hadn’t expected Sam to be home, but she  hears the shower turn off just as she closes the door. A good bitchfest with Sam would be just the thing, so she goes to the bathroom; neither of them are shy about being naked around each other, due to the nature of their jobs. It wouldn’t be the first time they hung out in the bathroom together after one of them got out of the shower. 

“Hey. I’m so glad you’re here, oh my god. i feel like it’s been forever since we-” but she forgot how to form words in her brain or say them. She’d forgotten about Sam’s brother. Sam’s very hot, very naked, very startled brother. Her jaw hung open for a minute as she stared at him, trying to figure out why he wasn’t Sam.