Jessie's Big Mouth

"I don't think that'll be too hard." Jessie looked around, obviously over her shoulder so she turned her head away from Tifa. "It looks like you made a killing tonight. I've never seen this place so full before!"

"A victim of my own success." Tifa's eye twitched.

"You do this a couple more times and you'd be set for life!" Jessie gave her a thumbs up. "I don't think anyone would mind if this became a regular thing."

"You'd get my money!" A slurred voice called out from behind her.

"I'd come every time!" Someone else shouted.

"You're already here every day." A voice retorted and get a chuckle from the crowd.

"Clothes don't do you justice." Another person said, more **** than the first. "You should be naked more often!"

"Aye! I'll give you 10% off in my story for every piece of clothes you take off!" Tifa whipped around. That was the item shop owner. She went there multiple times a weeks, sometimes more than once a day!"

"Naked Tifa eats free!" That was a food cart owner. Did he expect her to strip down in public for a free meal?

"No gym fees if you work out in the buff!" The gym owner was here too? She went there nearly every other day!

It all hit her like a blow to the gut. People were here that she would see tomorrow, and the day after. There was no escaping tonight. This wasn't some one off thing that she could pretend didn't happen.

Tifa felt light headed and the implications set in. The room started to spin around her as her ears will filled with a room of drunks chanting "naked Tifa" and bounding the tables.

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