Pop goes the || Angel & Zac
“Actually I’m always surrounded by men and women, it doesn’t matter where I am. But here I do tend to get more attention.” Angel smirked signaling to the bartender who quickly gave her two glasses, one of vodka and one of whisky. He knew her well. She downed the vodka and turned back to Zac. “Of course I love it.”
“Well you’re not modest at all but I’m not surprised about it.” He smirked, his eyes moving to the glasses, taking the one she didn’t. “Wouldn’t expect anything else.” He mumbled bringing the glass up to take a sip of it. “And what exactly are you going to do for the rest of the night since you’re no longer on the clock?”







