ALEX
I pushed through the back door of the club, the familiar thumping of the bass resonating through the walls. Tonight was different, though. I wasn’t here for another grueling shift. I was here to collect my things and give my resignation. The familiar smell of sweat, drugs, food, and drinks hit my nose as I walked in.
The locker room was eerily quiet, a stark contrast to the chaos just beyond the doors. I grabbed my locker key and began gathering my belongings. My heart raced as I prepared to confront the manager.
Maybe I should get Gilda's help? f**k!
I hadn't told Gilda too. My mind was overwhelmed.
I sat on the bench for a moment, letting the emotions wash over me.
I picked the remaining of my belongings and decided I would see the manager first and then Gilda.
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