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[right][color=gray][sub]LOCATION & TIME : PINK KITTEN CLUB[/sub]
[sub]INTERACTIONS :ARIA - [@KatKook][/sub]
[sub]MENTIONS : [/sub][/color][/right]
[center][sub][color=brown]TW: Violence[/color][/sub][/center]
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	Lilith couldn't get Aria out of her head. Her whole two minutes up in the main stage had been a blur, just like the past hour had been while on the floor. Her bag was getting heavy as she picked it up and tied it around her pastel pink shorts- that looked more like panties. She waved at the older gentleman, smiling when he waved back and made her way to her next client. The night was busy, as most Saturdays were. The club was buzzing with clients, mostly men, a few groups of women who wondered from nearby clubs to just have some fun. 

	Her next client had requested a private booth, a little more secluded but in full view of the security guards to make sure the clients didn't lay a hand on the girls, a rule that Lilith always appreciated. As she made her way to booth five, Lilith wondered where Aria was. She had noticed some of the discomfort from Aria before Lilith went in, but there hadn't been much time to really talk. She should probably call her and make sure she was okay during her break. 

	[color=goldenrod]"Hello, I'm Lilith, glad you requested me hun- Oh, fuck no."[/color] Lilith had already stepped into the curtain covered booth to see a man with dirty blonde hair, broad shoulders, and five o'clock shadow. She crossed her arms over her chest, staring down at the man sitting with his legs spread. [color=goldenrod]"No. Get out."[/color]

	[color=gray]"What? I requested you. Now you have to do your job."[/color] The man said, a sly smile spreading over his face. [color=gray]"You said you liked your job, didn't you? Now do it. Show me how much you like this job, Lily."[/color]

	[color=goldenrod]"I'm not doing this shit with you, Erik. Get out, or I'm calling security."[/color] She took a set back and glanced back to see Jerry, a security guard with long black hair looking away from the booth. [color=goldenrod]"I told you to stay away from me and my job."[/color] She glared back, Erik. [color=goldenrod]"Now go away."[/color] She hadn't expected him to show up here in all of the places. Erik had been angry when he had found out about Lilith's job when they had been together. He had called her names and stormed out of her apartment in the middle of the night- and not to forget the broken window. 

	[color=gray]"You will give me what I paid for; this is what you left me for."[/color] Erik suddenly stood up and walked over to Lilith, reaching down to grab her wrist with a tight grip. [color=gray]You will dance, and I will enjoy it. Now.[/color]

	Lilith stared up at Erik a bit taken back by the sudden action. She could see what he wanted and what he would do if he didn't get it from her right now. It scared her. [color=goldenrod]"Fuck. You."[/color] She kicked Erik on the shin and pushed the man back as she rushed out of the booth towards Jerry. Behind her, Erik had recovered quickly and was rushing to catch her. Lilith had managed to get the attention of the guard just as a hand took her by the hair and yanked her back and to the floor. 

	The next few seconds became a blur. All she felt was pain over her face and chest, then a gust of wind and yelling all around her. She felt a few pairs of hands lift her from the blood as liquid ran down the side of her face. At one point, she had some other dancers around her, trying to comfort her, but she couldn't really hear them. 

	Forty minutes later, Lilith texted Aria to come to pick her up at the club with a few cop cars parked outside.