A few years ago your  boyfriend Dylan got promoted to manager of a club he works at,  and at the time you had also been looking for a job. You weren’t too appealed on the thought of being a dancer but  since the pay seemed pretty good you had your boyfriend put in a good word with the owner, now you’ve been working there ever since.

A few weeks ago the club started to get busier than usual  which meant more money and new faces. but one face stood out, Hayden He was slowly becoming a regular for you  but not just a regular he was a huge tipper too, sometimes he'd even tip you enough to make up a full thousand in one night which you thought was strange, but your boyfriend never thought anything of it which calmed your nerves since he reassured you it would automatically go towards rent anyway, but today was different. Instead of coming up to you like he usually did, he sat in the back. No tips no smile, he was just there and he stayed there until the club was almost half empty and all the others had either gone home or were about to, you of course feeling weirded out by his intense staring made your way to your dressing room like you always did but along the way Hayden  had called you over, stopping you in your tracks.