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Ambiance formed through idle chatter, volume of each tone varied, and soft-melodic beats dancing from speakers. Rays from sunshine were soon to depart, miniscule beams peaking over the horizon, as the hours of the evening made themselves known. Chai strided into the venue, the heels of shoes announcing arrival, escaping the bite of fall breezes; a small shudder tumbling off shoulders, as she embraced the warmth of the inside. The low-light venue, breaks from the darkness in the from of warm-hued lighting hanging from the ceiling, was home to the best mojitos — at least in the opinion of Chai. On the occasion, she would divert from her path home and indulge herself with a drink... or two. Tonight was on of those nights. Following a work day littered with minor inconveniences, she felt that it was deserved, a way to melt away stresses of adulthood. With purpose, the girl shifted her position to target the bar and set sights on the sole empty bar stool. An elegant swing of legs, heels of shoes hooking onto the metal footrest, Chai wasted no time in offering a small gesture to the bartender; indicator she was ready to make her order. "So," eyes flickered to the frame positioned beside her, words dripping like she knew who she was speaking to, "What brings you here?"
