クラブで何をしたい？
sharrkaan
He sighed out low and heavy, leaning back against the bar that he was currently on. Why he had any idea to come out to the club - he didn’t know. Let alone the fact that he stumbled upon one with strippers. Would you consider them strippers? Maybe exotic dancers - they weren’t fully nude, anyways.
He cursed himself, considering he liked to think he knew the city pretty well. However, Kuramochi could have gladly thanked the alcohol in his system and how warm it made him feel. It gave him liquid confidence - at least enough to take himself and his current drink across the room to slide into a chair next to a stranger, hyena smile on his lips.
“Hey - what’s up? Is it cool if I sit here?”
Too late because he’s already sitting down.
When a man had spent a long week at work dealing with all sorts of bullshit, the best way for him to relax is to go out, get a drink and watch some women. Sure, he could go home and sleep the entire day away, but nah. That isn’t what Sharrkan liked to do, not when he would just be bored with sleeping when he could look at some babes.
Now that’s real fun. You wouldn’t be able to get touchy or anything, well, you could pay them for a lap dance or something, but sometimes just watching is good enough. The tanned male couldn’t pin point why he liked it so much. It’s probably because of their bodies and they way they moved. It was always mesmerizing.
He’s little bubble of thinking about girls popped when he heard a voice and someone decided to sit down next to him. Sharrkan shrugged.
“... Sure, it’s cool.” Not like he has a choice anymore. “Just try not to cause any problems, yeah?”
