Ash/Reik
He laughed and nodded. As they positioned themselves at the entrance Riek glanced around and smirked. “Girl is slipping up. You’re right. If Aubrey is hanging with the likes of someone like Tony there’s no telling what’ll be said about the club.” He took his drink and took a big gulp. “Aint she your girl though?” he asked as he watched the workers carefully, making sure they did their job right. “What’s she want with a guy like Tony when she has you.” He smirked over at Dom and shook his head. “Got some fucked up taste, that girl.”
He spotted one of the strippers come out and walk over to the DJ. He watched her for a moment, his head tilting slightly as he looked at her from head to toe. Shaking his head he looked back at his brother and asked him, “So, the owner of Casino Royale Crown... What his name... Victor Sanchez, yeah, him. He wants in on some shit. Cocaine specifically. Says he’ll pay well for the services. I told him I’d take it up with you.” He glanced back toward where the girl was and found her gone. Shrugging he turned back to Dom with an easy smile. “So what do you say? I, personally, don’t like the dude, pisses me off too easily, but he pays up front. Hasn’t ever been late or owed nobody anything. What do ya say?”
Ash pulled on the outfit and slipped on the designated heels. Folding her clothes she pushed them into her bag and placed them under the desk holding up her vanity. She checked herself in the mirror, mussing her hair again so it wouldn’t look so flat. She looked over as Kat came back, probably from choosing her song. She stood up and decided she should also pick a song before some of the other girls took all of the good ones. As she walked out she heard Kats voice, irritated, asking some of the girls for her shit. Ash shook her head and rolled her eyes. Thieves, now we have thieves. Great, now I’mma have to hide my shit too.
She sighed and strutted up to the DJ. She ignored his leering looks, opting to look for the song. She flipped until she found the one she liked and she smirked as she pointed it out. “This one. Bad Girlfriend by Theory of A Deadman.” She said, feeling in the mood for something loud and something she can shake her ass to. The DJ smirked at her choice. “Anything for you sweetheart.” Ash rolled her eyes and gave him a two finger wave as she turned around. She spotted the Big Guys already at their spots in the entrance before she returned to the dressing room. And yet another night begins.
He spotted one of the strippers come out and walk over to the DJ. He watched her for a moment, his head tilting slightly as he looked at her from head to toe. Shaking his head he looked back at his brother and asked him, “So, the owner of Casino Royale Crown... What his name... Victor Sanchez, yeah, him. He wants in on some shit. Cocaine specifically. Says he’ll pay well for the services. I told him I’d take it up with you.” He glanced back toward where the girl was and found her gone. Shrugging he turned back to Dom with an easy smile. “So what do you say? I, personally, don’t like the dude, pisses me off too easily, but he pays up front. Hasn’t ever been late or owed nobody anything. What do ya say?”
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Ash pulled on the outfit and slipped on the designated heels. Folding her clothes she pushed them into her bag and placed them under the desk holding up her vanity. She checked herself in the mirror, mussing her hair again so it wouldn’t look so flat. She looked over as Kat came back, probably from choosing her song. She stood up and decided she should also pick a song before some of the other girls took all of the good ones. As she walked out she heard Kats voice, irritated, asking some of the girls for her shit. Ash shook her head and rolled her eyes. Thieves, now we have thieves. Great, now I’mma have to hide my shit too.
She sighed and strutted up to the DJ. She ignored his leering looks, opting to look for the song. She flipped until she found the one she liked and she smirked as she pointed it out. “This one. Bad Girlfriend by Theory of A Deadman.” She said, feeling in the mood for something loud and something she can shake her ass to. The DJ smirked at her choice. “Anything for you sweetheart.” Ash rolled her eyes and gave him a two finger wave as she turned around. She spotted the Big Guys already at their spots in the entrance before she returned to the dressing room. And yet another night begins.