How To: Get Rid Of A Stripper

She strictly abides on routines.

Her life consists of signing paper works, making sure that her hamster has enough food to eat, cleaning her apartment just in case her parents drop by to visit, and rewarding herself with a good old bottle of whiskey every Friday night. To sum it up, she's the female version of a modern bachelor living in the vast metropolitan.

Gianna would never fail to pester her into clubbing, having fun and making the most out of her life a million times to the point where Psyche can't recall a time when her childhood friend used to be so chill with her being a hermit. Psyche would deny, disagree, and decline the string of Gianna's offers.

Let's go out clubbing?

Psyche is busy waiting for the new episode of Big Bang Theory.

What about an out-of-town trip over this weekend?

Sorry, Psyche won't have someone to look after her hamster 'Toblerone'.

Okay, but we could at least try to get enrolled in those yoga classes, right?

Sure, as long as the studio's just below Psyche's flat.

Countless of times, Gianna would ask and Psyche would face her dark-haired best friend with stacks of white lies and lousy excuses; all the while knowing that Gianna is persistent.

So, when Psyche comes home one night to find a muscular, lean and sweaty guy lounging on her couch wearing nothing but a thin, white towel and a smirk that implies her he's up to no good, she's positive that it's one of Gianna's strategies.

Now, she just needs to find a way to get rid of him. Too bad it's not as easy at it looks (or macho dances).