Softly, deftly, music shall carress you. Hear it, feel it, Secretly possess you. <3

Laser was sitting at his computer hopelessly key jamming. His job was one that he had come to love, but writer's block among other frustrations was too much to handle at the moment.
 
June was cleaning her apartment, fingers sore from scrubbing, and the music that was blocking at the world was beginning to give her a headache.
 
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I wasn't usually workin' at the.... brothel... I didn't like to be. The smell was raw, like must and sweat. Sometimes dangerous or mysterious figures, people, came arounf and they made me pretty uneasy, I didn't like being uneasy. I was the best d a m n worker there, the other girls couldn't hold a candle to me. Tonight, the smells of must and sweat fill my lungs, and the mystery and danger is making me uneasy. Will this shift ever end?...