It's been several years since Nightingale Solstice graduated from high school, actually. On a whim, he finds himself wandering into a strip club. What he did not expect however was who was on stage, with faint hormone-addled feelings buried since before graduation becoming embers once more.

A few weeks later, he finds himself needing a hot date for a party. Dare he pick up that phone, and ask for her help? Oh boy.

Basically, an excuse to write a story focused on sex work that does *not* delve into M-Rated territory, no romance for once. Just friendship. Written for CategoricalGrant's 2021 Cuddlefic Contest.

Proofread by my good friend and sister in all but blood Nailah along with armid.