After dancing, Eve wasn't satisfied so she decided to dance on the table tops.

"I... I don't want to.." I whined.

"Come on already!" Eve said, pulling me towards her.

"BUT--"

"Pweaseeeeeeeeee." She begged.

Oh no, not the puppy dog eyes--

"Fine fine." I groaned.

*Sighs*, works on me everytime.

She started dancing on one of the table tops and I just stood there beside her.

Not moving. 

She swayed her lips like a pro while I...

I just stood.

"Hey, let's dance, okay?" Eve conviced me once more.

Yup, she is definitely half-drunk.

I decided to copy her moves, her sways and all when suddenly, all eyes are on us.

The guys rushed to our table in attempt to touch us.

One guy touched my leg, making me flinch.

Suddenly, all of them pounded their hands on the table and cheering for us to strip.

"Strip.Strip.Strip.Strip." They said repeatedly.

I turned to Eve, and she stopped dancing.

Her face turned into a more serious expression.

Then she broke down.

Eve loves dancing, but she hates it when someone asks her to strip.

I mean, we're not sluts, you know.

"YOU ALL! YOU ALL ARE ASSHOLES!!!!! BOYS ARE F*CKING DOUCHESSSS. YOU'RE LETTING US STRIP?! WHY?! BECAUSE OF THESE?! (holds her boobs) WELL, YOU AIN'T GONNA GET ANY BECAUSEEEE WE WON'T BE DANCING ANYMORE! ALL GUYS ARE THE SAME!!!! SEX-LOVING MANIACSSSS!!!" She shouted, making everyone calm down and quiet.

I was startled and she pulled me with her.

"Come on Alexis! ALL GUYS ARE FREAKING THE SAAAME!"

I nodded my head and went down the tables, pairs of eyes trailing behind us but luckily, was replaced by another stripping lady on the table top.

"Are you alright?" I asked worriedly.

"Yeah, I'm fine..." She sighed, but her face is all wet from crying.

We sat on the tall stools of the bar counter as she ordered the 'Vodka Tower', which is basically a tube like container of maybe three feet containing vodka inside, with tubes as straws for hardcore drinkers.

"You remembered him again, don't you?"

"DON'T START WITH IT." Eve interrupted.

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