Prompt: It’s midnight. Where the hell have you been?!
Honorée flopped down on the bed sighing. All of her body ached since she hadn’t been on a pole in weeks. It was almost as if she had forgotten everything she knew and if she hadn’t made up for it with with a good floor routine, her money would have been even less than what she made currently and that wasn’t much to brag about to be honest. But despite that, Honor smiled. Another night, another payday.
The woosh of the door opening grabbed Honor’s attention and she turned her head to see Cowen standing there. His eyes were blank but she could see the tinge of anger stirring behind them and his stance was rigid. She cocked her head in question and Cowen didn’t keep her waiting.
“It’s midnight, Honorée. Where the hell have you been?!”
Honor had a quick second to look back around at the floor in disbelief before she swirled back around with a defensive stare saying, “Hold up. What we’re not going to do is talk to me as if you’re my daddy, understand?”
Cowen didn’t back down, leaning against the door frame. “You going to tell me or not?
Cause if I know you and I do, I’m pretty sure you went to go work a shift at Luxurious Nights. At Honor’s silence, he held out a hand. “Correct me if I’m wrong.”
Honorée paused in her next words and could do nothing but stare at Cowen, giving him her answer.
He sighed, rubbing a hand over his hair. “Dammit, Honor. What’s the point of you staying here to be safe, huh? You need to shake your ass to feel big? To be on top?”
Honor scoffed looking out at the beautiful night landscape. “Wow, you really do think you know me, Cowen. But you are far from being correct. I could shake my ass just the same in front of you right now but I won’t be getting the money to save with, would I? I wouldn’t be able to send money to my daughters either, right?