~Nathan~
"Aye Nate, go make sure the bathrooms are clear and ain't nobody in there fuckin' like last time." My supervisor said through the walkie-talkie.
"I gotchu." I replied back.
I made my way through the now empty club to the hallway reserved for the restrooms.
I pushed open the Men's bathroom door and called out loudly, "Aye anybody in here? The club is closed so...get out."
I waited for a response then checked each stall.
I walked out after turning off the lights and locking the door.
I walked further into the hallway and reached the Women's door.
I pushed my way in and called out again, "Anybody in here?"
A sniffle.
"Hello?" I said. "Whoever is in here needs to leave. The club is closed."
I checked each stall until I reached the one in the corner, farthest from the door.
I knocked on it gently.
"Ma'am, the club is closed. I'm gonna need you to step out-"
The lock clicked and the door swung in, revealing a beautiful woman with tear marks down her face.
Besides the ruined makeup, nothing else seemed to be wrong.
"You alright?" I cautiously asked, taking a small step back and setting a hand on my taser.
You never knew what kind of crazy women you'd meet in a nightclub.
She nodded and wiped at her eyes but didn't look up at me.
"I-I'm sorry. I'm leaving now." She stepped past me and walked towards the door and that's when I saw her arms.
Both of her wrist were red, like they were held tightly with something for a while.
I grabbed one gently and she jumped away from me
"Don't touch me." She snapped.
"I...I'm sorry but, your arms...what happened to you?" I asked quietly.
"Nothing. Can I go now?"
"Uh yes. Do you have a way to get home?"
She looked away.
"Yeah."
"Are you sure? I could call you a cab or if you need to borrow a phone to call someon-"
"I said YES so could you stop trying to fucking help me. I don't need your help!" She yelled and made her way to the door with a slight limp.
Well damn.
I sighed.
"Fine."
I quickly walked past her and opened the door for her.
Even though she was being bitchy, I do still have manners.
She stopped abruptly and narrowed her eyes at me, then walked out.
I turned off the lights and locked the door, and turned to see that she was gone.
I walked back to the floor of the club and looked around for her.
She was nowhere to be found.
"Hey Paul?" I called to the bartender whose head popped up at the sound of his name.
"Yeah?"
"Did you just see a strange woman come through here?" I asked, taking a seat at the bar.
"Yep, took off outside like a bat out of hell." He cackled.
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The Morning After (T.O.N.S Sequel)
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