Midnight Strip (darksage46)
The bass of the music was going with full force, causing the drinks of patrons around the strip club to shake slightly on their tables, shifting to the table's edge slowly but steadily. There were a few men walking around in provocative clothing, but nobody had taken the mostly unlit stage yet.
Behind a black wooden wall, several more men were talking and changing. All various ages, but nobody looked much older than thirty. Stuffing his clothes into a duffel bag, Snow Villiers stretched. He was wearing a tight black shirt that clung to his muscles, and the stomach portion was mesh to partially show off his six pack as a way to tease the audience. On his legs were a pair of low-rise pants.
"You're on in ten, Snow." Someone called, and he nodded. Hopefully he would manage to get some good tips tonight.
[OOC: Sorry I didn't put this up yesterday, I had to go to bed and the site wouldn't let me PM you. Also, small thing, but would you mind playing your character as a human? I'm not sure if an anthro would really fit in.]
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