Circus Freaks pg 54 draft (script) (Patreon)

P1: Glam continues.

GLAM: Every choice I make out there, every flip and stumble and note I sing, I can see her in the audience. Hear her scolding me. Feel her whipping me. And smell her perfume when she hugged me. I hate and love her... Glitz and I made her rich just like we promised we would, but at no point have we wanted to actually see her again.

P2: Glam grabs a red rope from her shelf, observing it with a bored expression.

GLAM: Now that we're at the top is when we finally get to have our fun. And that's really about it. No grand tales of heartbreak, betrayal, or revenge. Just a girl with mommy issues. Disappointed?

P3: Striker slides his hands down Glam's neck and to her shoulders, slowly peeling off her robe. Glam is surprised by this.

P4: Striker lustfully looks into Glam's eyes.

STRIKER: Turn around. And close your eyes.