Open starter Location: Poor Unfortunate Soul
It felt like forever for Nyx for the third shift security guard to show up and replace her at work. She didn't hate her job. It gave her a sense of pride, duty, and purpose. That didn't mean she wanted to live there. Fast forward a few hours and she was tucked away at the corner of the bar, finishing the last bit of her drink. She flagged the bartender down for another just before someone sat beside her. She glanced over at them and then at the various other unoccupied barstools. Her drink was set in front of her and she didn't hesitate to grab the glass and take a sip. Nyx let a short time pass before she directly looked at the person next to her, whose presence was bothering her for no reason other than they could have sat anywhere that wasn't next to her. She was enjoying her solitude that night and the vibe they brought was really fucking it up. "Is there a reason you had to sit next to me when there are plenty of open seats elsewhere?" She rose a brow as she questioned them. "I mean, seriously, don't you think that's strange?"
When David saw Nyx sitting by herself, he decided to sit next to her despite knowing how prickly she can be. He couldn't help but think that she seemed to be particularly on edge that night and hoped that perhaps he could turn that around for her. Be the friend she needed. If she would let him of course. So he wasn't surprised at all when she finally snapped at him. In fact he didn't think she even glanced at him up until that moment, doing her best to ignore him until she couldn't stand it anymore. He really had to give her props. "You looked like you could use the company the most- unless I'm wrong and stole this seat from someone you're waiting on?"


















