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I accidentally walked into a nightclub while looking for my cousin. The music was loud, lights flashing everywhere, and I was already planning to leave until the announcer yelled, “Give it up for Ace!” A guy walked onto the stage dancing confidently while the crowd screamed.
I looked up casually…and almost fainted. It was my boy best friend, Jayden. MY shy, hoodie-wearing, always-borrowing-my-food best friend was secretly a stripper.
Our eyes locked.
He froze mid-dance.
I yelled, “JAYDEN?!”
The crowd thought it was part of the performance and screamed louder.
After his set, he ran over to me looking horrified. “You weren’t supposed to see this.”
“You’re a STRIPPER?!”
He sighed. “Please lower your voice.”
I crossed my arms. “How long has this been going on?”
“…Six months.”
“WHAT?!”
He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. “I needed money for your birthday trip.”
I stared at him in disbelief before bursting out laughing.
From that day on, I never called him Jayden again.
Only “Ace.”