2 weeks later
Tristan walked into Legend and scrunched his face at the reek of booze all love the place. A girl walked past him wringing her sizable backside which didn't in the least get his attention.
He located Joun who was in their favour with a glass of Whiskey perched in his hand as his eyes roved around the place as though in boredom.
“Hey,” Tristan greeted and sat down in one of the armchairs.
A man staggered past their table making drunken sounds that made no sense walking towards the door.
“Hey, Tris, thanks for coming. I really appreciate it. How's our beau doing?” inquired John who was surprised his friend agreed to honour his letter to him that morning, to come to the club. For some time now, Tristan hasn't been coming to the club to spend time with them.
Tristan smil
