> I looked into Daryl's direction who followed my gaze back to the group of men. In reply he gave me a simple nod. We were now used working together since I've been working here for almost 3years now. I had settled quite well amongst the humans. I'd fallen 15 years ago and moved every now and then.

> her a chance." He left and I returned to preparing the orders. The beat of the music was echoing through our bodies, the lights flickering and the crowd dancing on the dance floor. A group of younger men came in, my gaze settling on them. I knew that kind of young men, daddy's boys. Instantly >

> Luna texted me that she's sick again. I know you wanted to help her, but I have a bar to keep running. I can't keep her around. She's had many chances, I will start looking for someone. Debra can't do this on her own." I shrugged, knowing this would happen. "It's ok Mason. Thanks for giving her >

> which made me know they were probably talking about me. As per usual I didn't bother and continued serving the orders that kept coming. "Hey Tray how's it going man?" Smiling at him I prepared his usual order. Tray was one of the regulars. Mason frowned as he walked over to me. "Listen Sebastian,>

As usual I was working tonight. And once again the place was fully cracked, my gaze shifted around the place, wondering when Luna would show up. Was she late again? Mason wouldn't be happy with her being late...again. Two women were sitting at the bar and talking, eyeing me every once and again, >