The Prince of one of the most influential empires in the galaxy enters a Strip Club and falls in love with a male stripper in a matter of three seconds. What could possibly go wrong after that? Well, both of them could fall in love with an ex-con
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Time: 4.00 p.m
Location: The Yummy Bar.
I was not supposed to care about the war as long as it didn't affect my job.
And believe me when I say.
It doesn't.
As a matter of fact, it even made me won a lot more tips than before. Generals and soldiers are tired so they come to me, have a little fun while I make them feel alive, simple like that. I give them a lap dance and suddenly they are putting $600 on my underwear, honestly, I couldn't complain much about it right?
I guess sometimes I do feel sad after a shift, a lot of times I am the only one who is actually listening to their experiences regarding their PTSD, the government does a shitty job in dealing with mental health issues.
Very short dick of them.
You could say that I gain money by being pretty and by listening to people's problems here and there.
It's fast money in exchange for some objectification.
It's Capitalism at its best.
Shouldn't have anything to do with war right?
So then, explain to me, why the fuck am I laying on the floor covered on, what I, unfortunately, assume, it is my fucking blood while people are shooting at me and my friends? Why? Like I recognize half of them from last week, those guys paid me to give them a lap dance.
I mean, it's 3 a.m somewhere man.
Not in here, but somewhere for sure.
This means I could be either sleeping or making money right now. All of this is a true waste of my time. I am hiding behind the bar praying for every god that I've heard of so that I can come out alive of this hellhole.
I don't even believe in them.
What has life become?
A big explosion happens next to me, they threw a grenade at us. Just like this, we have no guns and we haven't even tough about fighting back and they threw a nooky cookie mini version of a bomb at us.
A window ends up being exploded. Pieces of glass fly in all directions. I wasn't able to shield myself fast enough and one of them ended up getting partially inside my globe.
The grenade made a sound with strange vibrations so as a consequence of this stupid act, my ears started bleeding I have now lost half of my hearing abilities. Only being able to hear the incomprehensible screaming in my mind I lie around and unwittingly close my eyes in pain.
