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FetzenWhat a night… Garrett mulled over the events while the cab took him home, not really paying much attention to what was going on around him. By the time he reached home, the auburn realized just how exhausted he was and said his thanks to the driver before sliding out of the cab, closing the door. Heading to the apartment building, he used the code to get inside and headed up to the condo. Unlocking the door, he headed inside, glad that the place was empty.
"Thank goodness… I need sleep. After a shower… No… sleep first." Arguing back and forth with himself, Garrett finally just moved to his bed, collapsing onto it after dropping bag and shoes onto the floor. Curling up, it wasn't long before the fit male was out cold. Unsure how long he had been asleep, Garrett was rudely awoken by giggling and loud clanging sounds. Groaning in irritation, he figured it was another twat brought home by Jimmy, his roommate. How he couldn't figure that the girls he continually dated were not good for him wasn't clear to Garrett, but he had yet to bring home someone that wasn't a complete and total tart. Sighing, Garrett rubbed his fingers against his golden-green eyes before rolling over onto his stomach. Yanking the covers around him while burying his head beneath a pillow, the male tried to go back to sleep.
"Damn it all to hell…" Grumbling when the giggling grew louder, Garrett realized that Jimmy must've had the female over last night and they were just getting up. He had a few days off and was clearly enjoying himself.
"SHUT UP!" Garrett shouted, grabbing a box of kleenexes that were beside the bed on the table. Throwing them hard at the door, he curled up, begging his brain to shut back off so he could go back to sleep. The giggling quieted down and when Jimmy shouted an apology, he couldn't help but roll his eyes.
He laid in bed for about an hour longer, just listening to the movie that the two were watching. It sounded like Monty Python and the Holy Grail, which wasn't surprising. He liked it a lot. After a bit longer, Garrett moved out of the bed into the bathroom that was connected to his room. Stripping, he tossed his clothing into the hamper before climbing into the shower. He took a very long shower because, unlike most guys, he liked long showers. Once certain every inch of his body was clean, he shut off the water and wrapped a towel around his waist.
"Mm... hope work is as productive tonight as it was last night. Especially since I was supposed to be off tonight." Musing a bit, he headed back into the bedroom in order to strip his sheets and put on fresh ones, hoping that would help him sleep better.
It wasn't long until he was digging through his closet, trying to figure out what he wanted to wear to work. Normally his costumes were kept in his locker at the strip club, but he had brought a lot of them home to fix them up and launder them and hadn't quite gotten to the point of taking them back yet. Musing, he finally settled on his cowboy outfit, complete with a Stetson hat. Grinning, Garrett pulled it out before gently folding it up into his work bag. Glancing at the time, he sighed and headed to the closet, pulling on a pair of sweats and red tank, knowing he'd change once he got to the Club.
Grabbing his bag, he exited his room and glanced around at the sudden silence. It appeared Jimmy and his tart were already gone and he just rolled his green eyes as he moved out of the apartment, locking the door behind him. Catching a cab, Garrett gave directions to work and leaned back as the driver headed to where he directed. Once the cab reached its destination, he paid before sliding out and heading into the backdoor of the Pleiades Casino & Resort waving at the security guard.
"Alright, let's see what I can do on my supposed day off." Mumbling more to himself than anyone else since he had entered the dressing room by this point, Garrett put his bag in his locker. Grabbing out his outfit, he stripped out of his everyday normal clothing and pulled on a pair of assless chaps, the Stetson, and slid on the vest that showed off his scrawny yet fit body. Nodding, he locked up his locker before heading to the bar to get a drink before his performance started.
"Thank goodness… I need sleep. After a shower… No… sleep first." Arguing back and forth with himself, Garrett finally just moved to his bed, collapsing onto it after dropping bag and shoes onto the floor. Curling up, it wasn't long before the fit male was out cold. Unsure how long he had been asleep, Garrett was rudely awoken by giggling and loud clanging sounds. Groaning in irritation, he figured it was another twat brought home by Jimmy, his roommate. How he couldn't figure that the girls he continually dated were not good for him wasn't clear to Garrett, but he had yet to bring home someone that wasn't a complete and total tart. Sighing, Garrett rubbed his fingers against his golden-green eyes before rolling over onto his stomach. Yanking the covers around him while burying his head beneath a pillow, the male tried to go back to sleep.
"Damn it all to hell…" Grumbling when the giggling grew louder, Garrett realized that Jimmy must've had the female over last night and they were just getting up. He had a few days off and was clearly enjoying himself.
"SHUT UP!" Garrett shouted, grabbing a box of kleenexes that were beside the bed on the table. Throwing them hard at the door, he curled up, begging his brain to shut back off so he could go back to sleep. The giggling quieted down and when Jimmy shouted an apology, he couldn't help but roll his eyes.
He laid in bed for about an hour longer, just listening to the movie that the two were watching. It sounded like Monty Python and the Holy Grail, which wasn't surprising. He liked it a lot. After a bit longer, Garrett moved out of the bed into the bathroom that was connected to his room. Stripping, he tossed his clothing into the hamper before climbing into the shower. He took a very long shower because, unlike most guys, he liked long showers. Once certain every inch of his body was clean, he shut off the water and wrapped a towel around his waist.
"Mm... hope work is as productive tonight as it was last night. Especially since I was supposed to be off tonight." Musing a bit, he headed back into the bedroom in order to strip his sheets and put on fresh ones, hoping that would help him sleep better.
It wasn't long until he was digging through his closet, trying to figure out what he wanted to wear to work. Normally his costumes were kept in his locker at the strip club, but he had brought a lot of them home to fix them up and launder them and hadn't quite gotten to the point of taking them back yet. Musing, he finally settled on his cowboy outfit, complete with a Stetson hat. Grinning, Garrett pulled it out before gently folding it up into his work bag. Glancing at the time, he sighed and headed to the closet, pulling on a pair of sweats and red tank, knowing he'd change once he got to the Club.
Grabbing his bag, he exited his room and glanced around at the sudden silence. It appeared Jimmy and his tart were already gone and he just rolled his green eyes as he moved out of the apartment, locking the door behind him. Catching a cab, Garrett gave directions to work and leaned back as the driver headed to where he directed. Once the cab reached its destination, he paid before sliding out and heading into the backdoor of the Pleiades Casino & Resort waving at the security guard.
"Alright, let's see what I can do on my supposed day off." Mumbling more to himself than anyone else since he had entered the dressing room by this point, Garrett put his bag in his locker. Grabbing out his outfit, he stripped out of his everyday normal clothing and pulled on a pair of assless chaps, the Stetson, and slid on the vest that showed off his scrawny yet fit body. Nodding, he locked up his locker before heading to the bar to get a drink before his performance started.
