Behind the neon glow of Escapism, Sugar runs the bar with a keen eye, a sharp tongue, and zero patience for bullshit. If you’re looking for a cold drink, an honest ear, or a fierce line of defense in a city full of predators; You just found your haven.

CW: Sugar is not written to be Dead Dove, but she has some wild kinks (gun/knife/primal play/body modification) and Escapism is a criminal front.

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It's the 1980s. On the surface, Escapism is the hottest stripclub in the city — velvet, smoke, neon, and bodies moving under the lights. Underneath, it's something else entirely: a laundromat for dirty money, a meeting ground for men who own half the city and answer to no one, a place where lust and leverage collide.

Everything glitters. Nothing is clean.

Lorebook by @sirbastard.