— harlem st. cafe. ft. nathan crane ( @nathancrvne )
The minute the lounge had opened, Madisyn had been a regular customer. Harlem St. Cafe was everything she was looking for; great ambience, fun drinks, entertainment and bartenders who weren’t total assholes to her. It was a place that respected its patronage, and thus Madi found herself there more often than not. At some point in her visits, she had become acquainted with the owner, Nate Crane, who seemed more like someone who belonged in a gangster movie than a small town in Illinois, but she decided that the mystery was what increased his attractiveness, so tried not to pry on his reasoning behind living in Blue Harbor. And, well, he seemed to enjoy her being there, letting her talk about whatever she wanted in the moment.
She had found herself in the cabaret bar due to wanting a respite from the Halloween shenanigans happening in the rest of the town, finding herself sorely disappointed in being ambushed with spooky decor; no matter how tasteful it was. “Ugh, the one place I was expecting it not to be…festive.” She grumbled as she made her way to her usual seat, nodding over at Nathan as she did so, not expecting to see him, but glad anyway. “You, like, definitely don’t strike me as the type to celebrate Halloween.”
