I just realized that the description talks about sooner or later, that’s why this so resembles it- I honestly have ptsd cause of the fic bro, when given the options to be a waitress or a singer, I looked at singer and went ballistic (if ykyk)
well (spoiler to anyone who hasn’t read super far)
The mc (the reader) picks a job to be a singer at Grillby’s bar, little do we know that that job offer is a trap for human trafficking. And so we get trafficked.
