To say Nayeli looked miserable was an understatement. She looked bad. Like, "child that hasn't had proper sleep and clean clothes" type of bad. And that was saying something. She looked young, too, too young to be here, teenager kind of young, and it worried him, because, why was a young girl with a baby face like her doing in a place like this?
Nayeli was just cleaning glasses and serving drinks, but everytime a client came and tried flirting, she gave them an exasperated look. Still, she couldn't keep from the creepiest of them, and the other bartender wasn't working today. So she was an easy target, and she was tired. She looked tired, at least, extremely tired.
- @the-brown-widow
(Hi! @/d-adpool sent me over, I hope he told you everything you needed to know, if not you can always dm me)
Wheelie hadn’t been to Sister Margs for a while. He’d been busy and had been well… freelancing which basically meant just blowing up shit and getting rid of people who annoyed him. But today, he wanted a real job to get it’s mind off some things so he came in and sat down and expected Weasel or one of the other bartenders but then there was a teenager in front of him.
“What the fuck,” it whispered under his breath. He knew Weasel wasn’t the most morally correct guy but he didn’t think he would let a teenager work the bar alone. He looked around to check and yep, this exhausted looking kid was all alone.
“Hey, how old are you?” He asked, hoping the kid would realize it was directed towards her. About two seconds after he asked, some creep whistled at her and without thinking much, Wheelie grabbed out a knife and threw it right into the guys shoulder.














