#amomortem

{ ❆ } Midnight is always associated with a lot of things.  For normal people, it was sleep, a new day, or even just a period of uneasiness if you've listened to too much ghost stories.  In the Garden of Eden however, it usually felt as if there was no time and therefore the time of "midnight" didn't exist.  The only thing that existed here was loud music, dancing, and of course alcohol.  

Byakuran himself would have been bored, since today it seemed there was a little less people then usual ordering drinks and what not but he had a companion tonight that would elate his boredom, at least for a little while.  

Although Vanitas was another bartender that he worked with often, they usually just fooled around a lot since neither of them were particular about things such as seriousness on the job.  Proven once again as Byakuran continued to stack the cups in a pyramid shape.  

Giving a slightly childish laugh, he glanced at the other, who held a dart in one hand and seemed poised and ready to release said projectile.  He took a step back, to make sure he stood out of the way (and also to watch for any customers) before shooting the other s grin.