⠀
⠀⠀Beyond that . It would be
⠀⠀out of her hands , a final
⠀⠀flick of ash into a tray and
⠀⠀she moved off . Waiting
⠀⠀just until they got their drinks
⠀⠀before heading off to the mens
⠀⠀rest room , kicking out whoever
⠀⠀was in there before her .
⠀⠀
⠀
⠀⠀A Neon lit bar , the scent of
⠀⠀cheap cigarettes clinging to
⠀⠀sweaty bodies . A place rather
⠀⠀run down than what she would
⠀⠀prefer but it was not for pleasure ,
⠀⠀purely for business watching one
⠀⠀of her dancers on stage .
⠀⠀
⠀
⠀⠀under the drink . A Red
⠀⠀hue of lipstick smudging
⠀⠀the edge of it and once
⠀⠀turned over it would read
⠀⠀‘ 𝘉𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮 ’ , should he
⠀⠀listen or not Hardly mattered
⠀⠀to her . Making only one
⠀⠀attempt to help the man and
⠀⠀