A/N: I was asked awhile back by the lovely FushiaFinn why Reno sought out paid companionship as opposed to just picking a girl up at a bar in Entry #6's Ability. I was just going to answer, but it spurned an idea for a shot, and since she/he has been kind enough to drop a review every single time, I thought I'd answer in the form of an entry. (I know you were looking for something more happy, Fushia, but I just had to pump this out! Laughs on the way!)
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Entry # 11: Gardenia – Antithesis
He tosses the girl another five gil and savors the liquid burn of alcohol as it wriggles its way down his throat. The heavy scent of perfume clings sickly to the air and, for once, he is thankful for the privacy of the Shinra corporate room at the Honeybee Inn.
The girl that dances before him is clad only in a yellow bikini bottom: the matching top had been discarded almost immediately upon her entrance and, more importantly, his command. Her pink wig glimmers in the shine of dimmed purple lights and the mirrors that line the lime – tinged circular room reveal every curve and ravine of the stripper's body.
She bends and Reno finds himself entranced at her response to his every whim: he pours more alcohol into the shot glass before him, sighing in annoyance when he realizes that his third bottle is empty. He entertains the vague notion of sending the girl out to get more, because she really has no choice in the matter, but Reno wants her to stick around: he wants to tell her to do things and not have to argue about it.
He really can't understand why he's there: if he was notorious for anything, aside from being a Turk, it would be for the charm that helplessly caught young women in his web.
But as he motions for the girl to spread her legs wider, he remembers that the girl is not trying to have a conversation: her hips roll, but her eyes do not. She doesn't smell like a kiss of lavender, she smells like an ocean of gardenias. She does not smile, she does not eye his materia, and she does not bug him about trivial, commercialized holidays that attack the wallets of the male population.
She dances and makes him feel nothing and, for now, that suits Reno just fine.
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