Čㅂndy /M/a/n (hearty)

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Gon, a short black haired male with olive skin and electric blue eyes, he was an exotic dancer more commonly known, a stripper. He had a nice body though it wasnt well muscled but it had no fat on it. As he walked over to the bar, being commonly targeted by the customers a man grabbed his wrist and made him spin around.

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Maxxie was fixing his hair after giving someone a private dance. He made sure his blonde tresses were gently spiked the way he liked before going back out onto the floor. His makeup was still impeccable and his outfit clung to him perfectly. The blonde smiled and strutted back out, blue eyes surveying the club. He served as a sort of "head stripper"- he watched over all of the others. His fiery personality made it easy to stand up to drunken idiots.

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His eyes widened slightly when he realized exactly what was about to happen, he pulled at his wrist which was locked in a drunk mans grip, he tugged at it "sir if you want a private dance you just have to ask, we dont like people grabbing onto our workers" he said thinking /i dont like it when people grab me/.

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He heard an annoyed voice speaking to someone in a stern manner and Maxxie turned his gaze toward Gon. He watched silently, leaning his hips against the bar.

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He pulled at his arm and pushed at the drunks chest

The drunk pulled him closer to him "common boy, why dont we bust this joint and go have some fun"

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He sighed exaggeratedly and waltzed over to them, "Having fun?" The blonde hummed once he was close enough, "Sir, you seem to be bothering my friend here. I'm going to have to give you a warning. If you don't stop, I'll have a bouncer kick you out."

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Gon pouted, he could tell Maxxie was having fun watching him suffer in this mans grip.

The man put his face near Gons who made a disgusted face "oh we are just having a little chat"

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"Chatting is nice and all, but we're here to dance," Maxxie smirked, "So you can't hog him all night. Chat on your own time. Either request a dance or leave.~"

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The man released his arm and grabbed maxxie by the front of his shirt

Gons jaw dropped but he collected himself and pulled Maxxie away hugging his arm.

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He barely batted a thick eyelash, "Please let go of me, sir. I don't appreciate being pushed around." He glanced at Gon with a reassuring smile.

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Gon was surprised by the smile but didnt question it.

The man growled "you guys are just strippers should i care what you think

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"We can still get you thrown out of here in a blink of an eye," Maxxie replied sweetly. An icy smile curved his pink lips.

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The man started away flipping the two of them off

Gon hid behind Maxxoe

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"Why are all our customers such drunken losers?" Maxxie sighed dramatically, glancing over his shoulder at Gon, "You alright?"

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"Yeah i dont know why they are all losers"

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"I suppose they need is because they can't get any action otherwise," he scoffed, rolling his eyes.

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He chuckled lightly

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He patted Gon's shoulder, "Just be upfront with them. Let em know when you're pissed."

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"But im not that strong" he said

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"Here's a tip: always know where the nearest bouncer is," Maxxie grinned, "Or find me."