The CEO's Son is a Serial Killer

IV.II Old Friends

The pair were currently seated right in front of the counter of the bar side of the Sun and Moon. Often called the Velvet Room by its bartender and owner, its cool atmosphere and delicious drinks made it a popular drinking spot for both young and old alike. And while it also served the city's more... 'unsavory' clientele, it didn't stop Heather from appreciating its velvety blue charm whenever she actually decided to go for a round of drinks. It also helped that the owner was a mutual friend of theirs.

"You broke my door."

"I most certainly did not, Soap! Don't make me pay for it!"

And right now, it was certainly a good thing that they were pretty close acquaintances with said owner.

Heather can't help but put a palm on her forehead as she watched Liz frantically sign her way out of her own stupid stunt, with their silver-haired bartender