More of the Same

Zane was feeling bored and irritated with his friends suggesting their outing for the evening. Johnny and Ethan insisted on going to the Seductress that night. Zane has heard of this place before, with men all of over town talking about a lady named Destiny who had captivated every man who had stepped foot in the club.

Zane was worldly. He had seen everything there was to see, owned everything he could possibly ever want, and tasted any woman who was claimed to be the most beautiful or special. Zane was feeling that everything had lost its luster, and nothing excited him anymore.

Johnny and Ethan had plotted this outing, knowing their friend was growing increasingly restless and tired of the mundane. They were on a quest to revive a spark in Zane that went missing after what happened five years ago, and they thought The Seductress was their last hope. When Zane refused to partake in the evening's festivities, Johnny and Ethan would not take no for an answer.

"I'm tired of you both dragging me out to the next place to only find more of the same! I'm sitting this one out," demanded Zane.

"Zane, listen, it's my birthday, and this is where I want to go. This isn't for you, this is for me! Just indulge me and suffer through another outing for my 30th birthday, alright!" Ethan was insisting, and Zane thought about his friend's wish before finally giving in.

"Fine! But after tonight, don't expect me to join you in more boring outings with you two," growled Zane.

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Sara was getting ready for another night at work. She was contemplating her next move, as she was growing tired of the men who would throw themselves at her and offer the world. She was showered with endless gifts, marriage proposals, lavish trips, and more. At first, she really enjoyed the attention, but she was tired of the repetitive nights and the void of a real connection.

Looking in the mirror, she sighed and stared at her crystal green eyes looking back at her. "Sara, when will life mean something more?" she said to herself. She proceeded to finish curling her brown, long hair, pinning the sides up so that her curly locks were cascading down her shoulders and towards her mid-back. She applied subtle makeup tonight but couldn't miss her signature red lipstick. Her lips were plump and full, one of the traits she got from her mother. She was transforming to Destiny, the Seductress that everyone in town, and even across the world, had heard about and had obsessed over. It was time to head to The Seductress yet again, and have more men fall head over heels for her.

For some reason, Sara had a gnawing feeling in her stomach. She couldn't pinpoint the emotion. It wasn't anxiety, it wasn't fear, but it was something that kept telling her that something was brewing for the night.

She shook her head and dismissed the feeling. After all, she was considering a big change in her life, and maybe her feelings were just bubbling up because the thought of a new beginning was perhaps finally giving her something to look forward to.