Gwen Raiden will spark your ass (sparkingfreak) wrote in wariscoming, @ 2009-07-10 16:23:00 |
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Entry tags: | gwen raiden, lindsey mcdonald |
WHO: Gwen Raiden and Lindsey McDonald
WHAT: bumping into each other. Only, not literally, it is her!
WHEN: Night
WHERE: outside the club she's working in
RATING: TBD
STATUS: In progress
A relatively successful night, tips wise. Gwen had made a fair amount of cash, dancing for a few hours, enough to keep her in the motel a bit longer anyway. It was strange, how quickly she'd settled back into the old routines, her body automatically moving in time with the music as she'd peeled off items of clothing up on the stage. Other habits were back too, like the amount of alcohol she'd consumed, bought by the men all wanting a private dance, not realizing it would probably kill them to let her get that close. And just as she'd done as a teenager, Gwen had done a line of coke to counter some of the effects of the alcohol, anything to keep herself more alert, and still buzzing enough to keep the energy going on stage.
Just the one line. It wasn't a habit, just a necessity of the job.
She stepped out of the club after her last dance, needing the cool night air to help clear her head. The cash was put securely away in the inside pocket of her coat, neat bills wrapped together. She leaned back against the wall, tugging her gloves into place as she let her head rest against the stones and closed her eyes for a moment. She would just take a second to let the high of the coke finish wearing off before heading back to the motel and grabbing some sleep.