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The silence that followed the end of the girls routine was enough to snap Lulubelle into some sort of reality. “Oh—god… I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to pry, I just—you’re very good.”
Tiana’s eyes widened slightly at her response, before a small smile appeared on her lips. “I’m really amateur honestly, only ever went to one lesson. But thanks sugar, you’re so sweet.”
Dropping her bag at her feet, Lulubelle leant against the door-frame—the acts of the dancer practically entrancing.
After a few moments more of dancing, Tiana turned to see someone standing there, stopping when the music did to look at her. “Hello.”
She observed from the doorway—something of both curiosity and respect highlighting her face, as she watched the other dancer.
Tiana continued her movements, not having noticed anyone enter yet.
[ music playing in the background ]
“Nothing, I was just asking why you were up so late.”
“Just got off work, this is usually what I do before I go home and sleep.”
“What? This is the only time I can work out.”
Tiana Hopper
“Oh he’s adorable.”
Taken by Lottie La Bouff
“I’m busy, what is it?”
“We’re closed and I need to clean up.”
“I prefer it here when it’s late.”
“And closed?”
“--I’m fine, just closin’ up. What’re you doin’ here so late?”
“I’m not in the business of pleasing other people, love.”
“Yeah, well--you still need to pay for your drink.”
Mimicking her expression, Isaac allowed a smirk to cross over his lips, as he ignored his drink for the upcoming banter. “And what? You think I wouldn’t, or I couldn’t?”
“I don’t think anything, but you have had two glasses of two thousand dollar whiskey, and I set the rules for everyone sugar.”
“A’right Tiana,” already reaching out for his second drink. “It’s you’re job to get me royally fucked.”
“So long as you pay that tab.” She rose an eyebrow, crossing her arms over her chest.
Raising the glass to his lips, Isaac downed the liquor in one; effectively slamming the glass back down on the bar with a harsh burp. “So sweets,” he said, pushing the glass back towards the girl. “What’s your name?”
“Tiana.” She replied, pouring the bottle into the glass again as she leaned against the counter.
“The most expensive drink in the house.”
“Comin’ up.” Tiana turned to a glass cabinet behind the bar and opened it, grabbed a bottle on the top shelf before she popped it open and poured its contents into a glass. She slid it over to the boy, keeping the bottle on hand.
“I’m still on the clock sugar, what do ya need?”
“You’re fucking with me, right?”
“No, it’s on the house.”
