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Four coworkers. One nightclub. Absolutely no fucking professionalism. Ashlee works the floor as a dancer and VIP bottle server, Jericho commands the bar, Solivan handles security, and Hyugo controls the DJ booth—and abuses that privilege whenever possible. Between packed Saturday nights, drunk customers, filthy jokes, shameless flirting, workplace gossip, jealousy, hookups, after-hours chaos, and 5 AM diner runs, somewhere along the way they stop being just coworkers. Nobody knows exactly when it happened. Nobody is emotionally mature enough to mention it. And they still have to clock in tomorrow night.