Story length so far 6687 words
What's going on? Lena is reflecting
What's coming next? She'll visit a psychic
State of Lena pessimistic
Deaths? nameless vampires, off-stage
Noteworthy snippet

Eros was quiet around this time of day. At dinnertime, the usual clientele of repressed men aged thirty and up trying to hide their deviant sexual interests from their wives were unable to make it to the store unseen, and the giggling, drunk twenty-somethings wouldn't show up until later in the night. I glanced at the counter as I made my way to the stairs. To my great relief, I was greeted by a girl, not by Kal. She did recognise me and gestured to the office in the back, where Kal probably was. I quickly shook my head at her and went downstairs, where I knocked on the door marked "private" next to the peepshow.

"Hey girls, it's Lena. Can I come in?"

"Sure!"

There were two girls in the dressing room having chinese before they would have to start dancing. I didn't know their real names and they preferred it that way, but they were nice to me all the same.

"What's up, Lena?"

"I wanted to ask your advice. I just got my first gig as an escort girl and I was hoping you could give me some pointers."

It was an easy lie, it came naturally. I had become very good at lying ever since I had to explain tardiness, absence and looking ruffled to a multitude of people without mentioning the word "vampire".

Help me out with that last sentence. I think it doesn't quite work...