Sword of the Lost Gods ~fantasy rp~

[Miranda_]

Loki rolled his eyes. "I applied for those jobs cuz you were getting your panties in a wad about working with me, but whatever; if you prefer, I'll just carry on working at the bar."

[TheHayleyDoll]

"Loki, I just don't care, okay? You make your own choices." Freya muttered. "Maybe I'll quit too and go be a stri'pper again."

[Miranda_]

"Do what you like. You never listen to me, anyway. I'll quit the bar and take those other two jobs, cuz I'll get more money. Just don't expect me to give you any of it."

[TheHayleyDoll]

"Fine. I'll just buy myself things." She sighed. "You're just trying to be difficult."

[Miranda_]

"I just thought you'd understand just how crappy this is for me. I mean, I applied for lots of different jobs, and none of the other people wanted to hire me."

[TheHayleyDoll]

"I do understand. That's why I wanted this job; to still be able to use my sexuality, but not be selling myself in any way. People don't pay for me, but for the drinks, and I like that. I feel like I still have some dignity. Selling my body and being a st'ripper, I didn't feel like I was really respected."

[Miranda_]

"Whereas the best I can do for myself is to take my clothes off for a living. I really need to do better with myself than that, eventually; but right now, I need the money." Loki sighed, heavily.

[TheHayleyDoll]

"You can still work at the bar is you want. I can find something else."

[Miranda_]

"Don't worry; you're settled there and you like the job. I'll just do these jobs til I can find something better."

[TheHayleyDoll]

"I don't want to force you into something that you don't want to do."