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Dylan was buzzing from the lines she did before going out to Church for a few drinks. Boot jogging against the bar stool she was sitting on as she told her story. âSo the other day, I told this dude at the club âhappy holidaysâ and he pulled the whole âits merry Christmasâ bullshit. So I point to the ring on his finger and tell him âdude youâre in my fucking strip club. Shut the fuck up before I give your wife a Christmas gift.ââ She paused for a second to take a shot of jack, continuing her story like it was nothing, as if she had just drank water. âNot sure what he thought I was implying, but he shut up real fast.â
Ryan was sitting at the bar, nursing her third glass of whiskey as the person beside her started telling her story. The Captain couldnât help but chuckle at the womanâs story, as she downed the rest of her whiskey, before signalling the bartender to get her another one. âMarried men at strip clubs....a classic, is it not?â Ryan remarked as she glanced over to the other woman. âFucking shitbags.â