Author's POV:
"It has been a while, my friend," Kemper said as he took his seat by the counter.
He had arrived at Rackers restaurant, his latest favorite place to drink and pass time. He had been friends with Darryl for a long time and they hadn't seen each other, especially with the unknown creatures incident, so it was nice to catch up with him.
"The notorious Lycan King Kemper missing a commoner like me? I'm highly flattered," Darryl bowed, but as he lifted his head, he broke into a cheerful grin.
"It has actually been a while. When was the last time we went out for a casual drink like this?" He chuckled, snapping to signal the bartender.
"A bottle of margarita with two shot glasses," Kemper said to the bartender, who went to work, fixing their drinks.
He then handed the glasses
