A drink a night.
She had promised. Promised the other when he had asked simply for them to get a drink together later, and so she was here. It was a small bar, hell, even with karaoke, but it was one that seemed lively and happy. It was a form of paradise.
Sure, Gabriel had told her not to go, well, it was more along the fact that he strongly suggested that she didn't go, but a promise was a promise, and she always kept hers. The second she saw the other figure, the one she was supposed to meet up, she put on a small smile.
"I told you I would come, didn't I?"












