People always go out to bars and clubs to have a good time with friends and loved ones. Lively music, lively people, and an exciting environment, the nightlife is one that draws people in for good times.
Sometimes, even the ones who have to provide the service for the bar can get swept up in the raging excitement. Alcohol flying off of the shelves, mistakes being made into regrets, the people of the night see it all.
And the person who gets to have the biggest influence in what happens at night are the bartenders. They’re the ones getting people drunk, after all.
A young man in a nice white button-up jacket with a black undershirt approaches the counter, “Jack on the Rocks, please.”
However, I do want to see if he’ll be able to hold it together under certain circumstances, mostly getting his ass handed to him.
I just want to get out of here. I’ve seen enough gore and grotesque scenes to last multiple lifetimes. How a virus can cause such devastation still boggles my mind.
And now I could be the next victim of the same virus. Locked in a room with Jack, a corpse, and a growing viral bomb, I don’t want to imagine what it would be like having to suffer like this.
But at the same time, dying would be the easy way out. And I don’t want to die.
Working in a big office building will eventually get tiresome; staring at a screen all day, making phone calls and having meetings so many times will eventually ware a person out. It’s even worse when you have to deal with irresponsible clientele.
Aside from dealing with clients, every now and they, co-workers help out newcomers of the group to make sure they fully understand how to do the job to the best of their ability.
Then there are co-workers who really focus on the job too much, mostly focusing on what to do for the weekend.
“Yup. You’ve got ass.”
I can see a gleam in Eliza’s eyes when she says, “I bet you two role-play a student-teacher relationship when you’re about to fu–”
“Stop right there!”
Everybody’s starting to feel mixed emotions, causing a lack of sleep, confused thoughts, and doubt in themselves. Ryuko stays up at night, constantly thinking about the recent conversation with her older sister, Satsuki. For some reason, just thinking about it brings a sudden sense of embarrassment.
As for Jakuzure, she’s taken up a new activity to try and control the overwhelming emotions that dwell within. However, they seem to get the best of her and starts a spiral of actions that brings her a new rival.
How will these two be able to deal with their emotions when the main cause steps into play?
“Maybe you’re curious to see what she wants.”
I was here first. I was the one who was by your side ever since we were little. We grew up together, saw each other change, and now I’m put on the sideline all because some dead sister suddenly comes into your life?