About her father

From Create Your Own Story

"Your father sounds paranoid. He seems to think this place is a brothel instead of a nightclub."

"Well, he's not completely wrong."

"What do you mean? Do you guys really host orgies and do illegal stuff?" For the first time, I see the waitress smile.

"No. Of course not."

"Oh, cool."

"Are you disappointed?"

"No, I just--"

"Look, I haven't worked here long... but there's one thing I do know. The VIP section? It's intended for the sexual enjoyment of its members."

"What do you mean?"

"I-I'm sorry. I should get back to work. I've already said too much. I'll see you around."

Even before she slips away, I sense someone tall circling around me. I know it's him even before he speaks.

"I can't believe you're still here."

"Darren! Can you stop showing up like that?"

"What were you doing? Were you trying to convince her to leave so you could steal her job?"

"You're unbelievable. I get it. You can't help me. But you don't have to rub it in!"

"Actually, I've changed my mind. I might be able to help you after all. It's your call though. If you still want my help, follow me to my office."

"I... Okay."

Darren takes me to his office. It's by far the most peaceful part of the nightclub.

"Sorry if I was rude earlier. Now that I'm successful, a lot of people have been coming around, asking for favors. Even the ones who used to despise me."

"I never despised you."

"Perhaps. But we weren't exactly chummy either. Anyway, I'm a businessman. And having witnessed that little scene, you can see that my business also has some... problems. Although our situations are not comparable, I am just as stressed as you are."

Darren grabs a bottle of whiskey and pours himself a shot.

"Want some?" he asks

A drink?

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