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33. Something About Beck

A/N: SORRY THIS TOOK FOREVER AND WAS LATE I PROMISED YALL NEW CHAPTERS LIKE YESTERDAY AND THE DAY BEFORE, PLEASE FORGIVE ME 🙏🙏🙏

Her eyes were glazed over with boredom, it was a slow day. Barely any clients, the only ones that came in were the dickheads. The ones that get drunk, say offensive shit, assault staff and either pass out drunk or get knocked out by the bouncer.

Veronica mopped the floors in the skimpy school-girl uniforms they were assigned to wear on that day. The knock-off, plastic mary janes were killing her feet.

She sighed her way through the day til her lunch break came, a bunch of the girls went out and got burgers, then came back and ate in the dressing room.

"Ugh, I hate my main clients... They are all married, 40 year old fathers. It's disgusting." Tina sighed, taking a big bite of her cheeseburger. Tina was a goth, brown eyed blonde. She reminded Veronica a lot of Tiffany Valentine.

"Yeah, mine are just a bunch of immature and self-centered 19-year old frat boys... I wish I had Veronica's clients." Callie mumbled, dipping her fries in ketchup and slowly devouring them. Callie was a petite ginger with striking blue eyes, she was so sweet. Veronica always wished Callie could get a better job, something that would actually be worth her time.

"Yeah! Hell, Ronnie has Beck as a client!" Shawn exclaimed from beside Veronica, nearly busting her eardrum. Shawn was a tall and muscular brunette, she was very loud. Veronica admired just how confident Shawn was, she wasn't afraid to stand up for what's right. She had kicked out a bunch of drunk frat-boys who kept bothering Callie after getting their services from her, not to mention Shawn had monochromatic eyes. One green and one blue, it was unique and striking.

Veronica loved her co-workers, they were all so genuine and real. Shawn reminded her a lot of someone... Tatum...

Ever since Veronica met Shawn, she had called her Tatum by accident. Though Shawn was a bit more masculine, their out of pocket personalities were a match. Man, did Veronica miss Tatum...

Veronica snapped out of her train of thought and glanced at the girls around her, "Eh... My clients are alright..."

Shawn threw her hands up and Tina put her head in her hands, "Girl... Be fucking for real." Shawn muttered, punching Veronica in the arm.

"Beck is such a gentleman and, not to mention, THE ONLY HOTTIE TO EVEN COME TO THIS CLUB!" Tina exclaimed, "Like bitch, I'd gladly trade with you."

Veronica shuttered at the thought of having to entertain and give lap dances to 40 year old dads, "Yeah, I think I'm good." She laughed, breathily.

"I noticed you and Beck were getting awfully comfy last night, anything we should know about~?" Callie smirked, sipping on her milkshake.

Veronica sighed and rolled her eyes, "Okay... He offered me money to go and hook-up with him..."

The three girl's jaws dropped in sync, "NO FUCKING WAY!" Shawn exclaimed, pretending to faint back in her chair.

Callie began to fake cry in the most dramatic manner. Tina just sat in shock, mouth agape.

Veronica smiled gingerly, "Hah... Yeah..."

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It was exactly 8:03 at night when Beck entered the club. His strong cologne soon filled up the area where Veronica was wiping off a table.

"Hey, baby." He grinned, coming up behind her and placing his hands gently on her hips, "You ready to head out?"

Veronica sighed, "Hold your horses, Beck... I have to finish cleaning, then check out."