The ambiance is not so ideal for a 'date' because we are surrounded by mirrors and leather aside from the dark brown, almost black, wooden appliances.
Terrius didn't seem to think of it as a problem and to be honest? Neither do I.
If this setup is not ideal for you, then how will you call a cheap date with street foods and soft drinks? A trashy setup? God!
People need to update their mindset too, not only the social media they have downloaded on their phones.
The date is a date and there is no right ambiance nor perfect timing to do one. I'm not saying that this lunch I'm having with Terrius is a date but the point I'm making is about dates.
Yeah, hope you understood what I meant.
Even if you call a simple meeting or an extravagant meeting in a fancy five Michelin star restaurant, If your partner calls it a 'friendly and not so important dinner' none of the ambiances will matter.
It'll still depend on how your 'date' will be perceived
His colleagues stormed inside the room, didn't even stop after leaving the elevator. They didn't even pause to greet Terrius!I mean, for sure, that's not a big deal but at least if ever they did I'll have a minute free to think of a good place to hide.Not like this! I'm hiding under a freaking office desk! Should I even be thankful for the fact that his table has no compartment other than the second layer underneath? It somehow felt like this place is made for me to hide here in this specific moment, specific time, day of this year.Funny, right? So funny that I want to laugh right now, note the sarcasm, please.Then, I remembered how Terrius and I looked earlier. I mean, his clothes. He's only wearing a long tee, sports pants, and freaking spiked rubber shoes for Pete's sake! If I'm one of his employees, I'll call him an irresponsible boss.I mean, I understand that this meeting is urgent that he didn't have much ti
"Ethel, we need to pay for our monthly rent for this week. Do you think we can pay then?"This is what my 'good morning' greeting from my mother is. Though, I don't think I can change the way she treats me anymore. The moment she discovered my job, it felt like she lost all the respect she had for me. For me, it's quite understandable. I'm a harlot, what could I do?On the contrary, I never wanted this job. Of course, who in the world would want to sell her dignity for a thousand peso or less? Well yes, it's not like I'm selling sex to men but I'm selling every part of my body by showing it publicly while dancing naked under the neon lights.I wanted to graduate from my dream university. I wanted to work a decent and good-paying job instead of what I have right now, but I just can't. I couldn't even afford a decent and enough food for dinner, what more a tuition fee for college that costs around a hundred thousand pesos or even more?
After spending my free hours in this VCT school, I packed my things and tried to leave, but I wasn't able to. Some of my classmates whom I don't know since, I don't care about their names, blocked my way out. It's five and a quarter already, I can't be late. A percentage will be deducted from my earnings for today."Look who do we have here!" One of my guy classmates said."It's Ethel, the dancer!" Another one responded and the bunch of them laughed at me.I felt insulted, and suddenly, I wanna smoke. I don't want to be affected, but I just can't ignore the fact that maybe, only maybe if I wasn't a harlot they'll treat me right. Maybe even court me since I am beautiful.One thing that I learned from dancing inside a club was that I should know how to value my worth. Why? Because I wouldn't be able to dance confidently on the stage naked if I'm insecure about my physical features."Can you just please let me go? I need
Wearing a sheer dress and a pair of cheap lingerie below it, I walked out of the preparation room. No one notices me yet, maybe that's because another harlot is still dancing on the stage before me.I was about to go to the stage since the girl is about to be finished dancing."Hep-Hep! Not that way, Ethel!" Manang Marissa Blocked my way."Huh? What do you mean?" I asked."You're not dancing on that stage tonight. We have very special visitors and they're in one of our VIP rooms. Lucio wants you to be one of the girls that will entertain them since, you're one of the top dancers lately," she explained."Oh," I realized. "But I don't dance in private rooms, nang. What should I do?" I panicking asked.Yeah, I dance naked in public but I will never do it privately. Who knows what happens inside a private room. I don't even want to imagine it. I don't want to sell my purity!"Don't worry, you'll just
"Huh?"That's all I can utter. I don't understand what did Morette mean. It's unbelievable to hear it from her since no one over-made her smile while dancing on the stage. What more triggers this side of her? This is just awesome!Did she even mean what she's talking about? That those men... is it true? I want to know!"Stupid! Prepare your best self and dance perfectly! Don't disappoint them, they're a good catch!"I didn't get what she meant, but I prepared. When I came out backstage, I was looking down. The song was the slowed version of 'Mr. Saxobeat' and it is a good song. Especially, when this song hits the chorus. This is one of my most requested songs to dance.
Terrius Monzanto? Terrius... "Hey!" I almost jumped due to shock. Morette just yelled at my face. "What?" I grunted. "Why are you spacing out? You--we should be celebrating! We just danced for the most handsome men who visited this club!" She's right. Those men were the most decent looking visitor we had in this club, and probably even the richest bunch of dudes. It's true that we should feel honored to dance for them and I do, because I got a good money earned tonight. It's just that I can't seem to forget about that Terrius guy. He keeps bothering me inside my mind. I don't know why my heart feel pounded when he offered his hand for shake hand. I panicked and ran. Ridiculous, right? That's what happened. He extended his arm for an introduction, but I ran. I didn't get scared. I felt overwhelmed, I felt like I wasn't able to breath for a mome
"Good Morning, Ate!"Miya greeted me when I walked out of my room. She's smiling wide and I think I already know why.She got her new phone last night when Morette treated me with a laptop. I bought her a new phone not only because she said she wanted to have one but also because I think she clearly deserved it.Why? Well, why not?As she said, she got straightunosin her report card. Remember, she's in college. Getting an uno is a big thing but the bigger thing is that she can be bitchy but be an honorable and excellent student at the same time.After all, she's the only person in this house that treats me like a normal human being."What is it this time, witch?" I rose my eyebrows up."Thank you, sister! You're a godsent! I can go boy hunting with Carla already! I can give my number and not be shy with the kind of phone I have in hand anymore, hihi!"I just shook my head
I was shocked that a famous bachelor approached me. Even though he only approved me online, it's still a big honor for a woman like me to be even noticed by him. He's got the looks that women will flock around him, be jammed just to catch a glance at him. Although he only had two profile pictures ever since he created his social media account, which by the way I don't know when he still got six hundred thousand followers. As easy as picking up a piece of dirt. He only has two display pictures and his cover photo was plain black. The first picture is his current display photo for this account and the other one is the first profile picture he uploaded. As my sister said earlier, she wasn't wrong when she said that I can't meet someone as famous as him. Though, I think fate malfunctioned a bit that she might have forgotten about it and just let me accidentally met him inside a not-so dignified place on earth. In his first picture, he wore a nice