He had been back all of two minutes when he’d seen the news about the Clave attacks, sighing a little as he threw the notice onto his desk, stepping down into Nina’s as he glanced over the crowd. The Clave was still on his mind, the aftereffects of Blood Moon still in his mind. Finally, he settled on something in particular, brows contorting in confusion. “What the fuck is going here hm?”
“It’s called drinkin’,” Maya answered, throwing back a shot. It was her first time at Nina’s and she already loved it. She already had a buzz on as she hummed along to the music. “You know, that thing people do when they come in, and wanna get a buzz or somethin’?”








