SCARLET’S POV
“Psst. Psst. Scarlet!” A familiar voice seeped into my ears from the hallway.
I shrieked, and almost tripped over the tray I was holding. “What are you doing here?”
Lina walked over to me, grinning from ear to ear. “You look super cool in that piece I tell you.”
I smiled my thanks. Lina usually didn’t like coming to Bobby's club, it was unusual. “Why are you here?”
She rested her hands over her waist. “Look at her. She wants to swallow me before I get a chance to speak.”
I look past her shoulders. If there was one thing Bobby detested, it was slacking off during working hours. The club was usually in a frenzy late in the night. Asides fighting the urge to poke my fingers into the eyes of some perverted customers, the tip was good enough— I needed every bit of cash I c
