WHEN: 30th of April, 2023.

WHERE: Theo's Work Place (Bar)

Renée found herself at the aged old leather stool she'd found herself frequenting more than usual in the recent nights. It'd become the only place she found solace, her apartment to quiet, her thoughts unending. Here, amongst the locals and passers through, it had the right kind of ambiance that it didn't matter she'd spent a good hour scribbling away in her note books with flashing ideas for her upcoming book. The sound fizzled out of the old choking duke box in the corner, the ladies of the night that so often frequented who were 'supposedly' off duty lingered in their corners, the music changed and she raised honey orbs to the man situated behind the bar, leaning over to offer him a reserved smile.

''Is your music always this depressing?'' Renée teased, placing her pen down to wrap her fingers around the stem of her glass. A flash of her teeth showed her mouth fashioning into a smile that was only reserved for someone she'd got to somewhat know. ''I have better music taste than you and I'm only in my thirties.''