i wanna take you to a gay bar

Poppy

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Dorian Crawford​

Dorian stood behind Britta as she took photos of Mia in front of the custom made Autumn screen. This was the fourth outfit for the MUSE female fall line this afternoon. They were going to wrap it up at that, and continue on tomorrow — another four with another model. Normally, the weekend was free for most people, but Crown worked at the demand of the commissions. The models didn't have to work everyday, but when the job demanded it, they had to come in during the weekend.

When Britta was done, Dorian gave her a thumbs up. "That's a wrap! Great job, doll." The studio bell rang. With that, everyone started wrapping things up and packing up the equipment for the day. After he told Britta she did a good job of the shoot and he was looking forward to the shots tomorrow, Dorian picked up some sparkling water for him and Mia, going over to where she stood. He offered her the cup.

"Nice shots. They're going to look great on the magazine." He grinned. "Any plans for tonight? 'Cause if you're not too tired, I heard this gay bar at the Station is having an alien singer come perform. Wanted to see it for myself. You in?"


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The MUSE line certainly had some crazy shit in it. Mia was shoved into a monster of a dress--a couture piece obviously inspired by prom fashion, but taken a step farther with far more ruffles than any person wanted to actually walk in. The bodice was also covered in enough rhinestones that Mia thought that maybe, just maybe, if she flashed in just the right way with all the heavy studio lighting, she could make Britta go blind.

Ah, but it was not to be. Britta finished the photoshoot with her eyesight in tact and was soon on her way to edit them after some quick praise from Dorian. Mia was attempting to kick off her heels, only for them to get caught in the ridiculous ruffles when Dorian approached her with the cup of sparkling water.

"Thank you, boss man~" Mia said as she took the cup and drank it down. She was definitely still pretty energetic despite the long day of shooting, so her interest was quickly piqued when Dorian brought up the gay club.

"Haven't been to the Space Station yet. I'm in," Mia said with a smirk, before gesturing to her outfit. "Just let me get out of this...thing first. Be back in a sec."

Mia swish-swished her way to the changing area, where interns had to help her remove the massive dress. Once she was out of it though, it didn't take long for Mia to get herself changed into her skinny jeans, black boots and sexy little leather top. She was kind of wishing she had something a little more elaborate now to go to a gay club, but it was sexy enough she figured. She pulled her hair out of the elaborate updo used for the shoot and let it hang messily. Then she simply added some extra heavy eyeliner to her modeling makeup, and she was ready to go.

"And now this bitch is ready to party!" Mia announced as she pushed the curtain aside and sauntered back over to Dorian--hooking her arm onto his.

"Alright; lead the way eyecandy~" Mia teased. Then she realized: "Ah, shit, if it's a gay club then i guess you technically can't be my eye candy tonight. Eh, whatever," she soon shrugged it off and remained attached to her boss.

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Dorian watched her try to kick off her heels and laughed as they got caught. Oh, Mia. He wiggled his fingers in a wave as she disappeared off to the back room to change into something a little less ridiculous. Dorian himself was ready, always fashionable even without the special occasion. He wore a blazer, a stylish v-neck, and jeans — casual formal, meet gay club.

"Eh," he replied back, shrugging. "You wingman me, I wingman you. I'll get you a nice piece of whatever you want and you get me... I'm thinking either hot alien dick, preferably a species with more than just one dick, or those pretty angelic boy types. I'm a sucker for those guys." He snickered. He dragged her off to his ride — a recent model of a Taurus Black Convertible, complete with rich, corinthian leather. Gay club or not, they were stunning together. That club wouldn't know what hit them. He drove off to the Station, fresh air whipping through their hair. The sky was getting dark.

"So you've never been to the Station? Didn't I give you guys that coupon for my fusion restaurant a while ago?" He was just teasing, of course. "It's amazing. A technological marvel like you've never seen before and rich, diverse alien cultures that want to teach us about their science and technology. Also, multi-colored alien titties. That's a thing."
 
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