@lylasalazar LOCATION: The Raven
LATE NIGHTS WERE not an unusual thing for him, given that he'd been working at The Raven for almost two years now. Still, he found himself exhausted by the end of his shift. Maybe it was the amount of pig-headed men he had to watch ogle the ladies, a lack of manners abounding. If it didn't technically break club rules, there wasn't much he could do, but it took a lot out of him to keep his mouth shut sometimes. No matter how tired he was, he made it a habit to sit for a beer with the staff while they closed up, and help wherever he might be needed. It was usually Lyla these days, given her promotion to manager, which he was perfectly fine with --she was lovely company.
He sidled up to the bar. "Just me, or did tonight feel like pulling a double for you, too?"
