As night fell, the city was bustling.
In the middle of the commotion was a bar.
The bar was relatively empty in contrast to the outside bustle. However, business went on.
As the door creaked open, leaking a hint of the night into the dim-lit bar, a cloaked man entered.
"Ah, welcome." The bartender greeted.
The man simply waved.
Only one other customer was seated at the bar.
"What can I get for you?" The bartender asked the man.
"I don't care." The man replied.
The bartender looked at him for a second.
“Uh,” he began.
“D-do you have an ID...?"
The man blushed.
"H-here..." He grumbled, pulling out his ID.
The other man seated at the bar turned his head; his eyes widened.
The bartender gave a nod.
The man sat next to the other bar visitor.
The other man kept his gaze steadily
