~I hate my job!~(Closed to Scar)

[Destiny Mendoza]

“I. Hate. My. Fucking. Job.”

Destiny said as she walked around the place cleaning the tables. She had over five glasses and plates of dirty crap that the stupid people of New York left behind. The tables were dirty as hell and had cups of wine and beer everywhere, with empty plates of chicken wings everywhere. It was exactly five in the morning and the strip club called the Red Light District was about to close. But who was stuck with all the cleaning, she was. She just now got done cleaning all of the tables, and now she had to go wake some drunken dude up from falling completely asleep.

She then walked up to the man, who was on his side of the booth, snoring his face off. She sighed and rose her foot, slamming it lightly on his chest, making him falls to the floor.

“Get up you bastard, I have a fucking kid to go home to!”

Destiny said in rage. The guy woke up in anger, but calmed down and smirked when he saw her.

“Hey doll face, why not I take you home myself?”

Destiny face got red. She was about to kill this guy, until someone stopped her by grabbing her arms from behind.

[Scarlette Masen]

LAUGH AND COME AND LOOK INTO ME

SCARLETTE MASEN

DRIPS OF MOONLIGHT WASHING OVER ME

CAN I SHOW YOU WHAT YOU ARE FOR ME

"Boy, it's gonna be a crazy night." The blonde vamp whispered to herself, leaning over the counter. The man in front of her gave her a strange look only to avert his eyes a bit low. A small growl formed in her throat. "Eyes on the lips, not on the tits," She said. The man, rather drunk, simply blushed and looked away.

After a few moments, her break had rolled around and she gracefully and seductively jumped over the bar, only thing touching the table was her stable hand, and landed on the other side. She licked her dark red lips as she saw all of the human happy meals around her. If only she wasn't at work.

Sighing, she walked around for a moment then spotted something. One of the newer workers was about to freak on a customer. Scarlette heard everything and snook up behind her, taking a hold of both of the girls hands. "Don't do it, he isn't worth it," she whispered into the girl's ear, trying not to grimace at the harsh scent of animal. Then she let her eyes turn towards the man. "I think it is about time you left," She paused, listening to his thoughts. Then she smirked. "I bet your wife would just love to find out where you go every Thursday, Marcus." The man looked at her wide eyed, as if to say 'how did you know that.' He quickly left.

She proceeded to look at the... were-something. "You can't go and hit customers, lady. Get one of us or a bouncer. These people are only human," the vamp growled. "You're knew, right?"

• FEATURING - - DESSY
• COUNTING - - ENOUGH
• SETTING - - RED LIGHT DISTRICT {A CLUB}
• WEARING - - CLICKETY![/ur]
• NOTES - - HEY!
• LYRICS - - ?
• EXTRA - - NONE