Normal day

You are about to work your shift as a bartender. What is the name of your bar and where is it located?

Welcome to Angel Kiss, the hottest spot in Holy Night Kingdom. As a bartender here, you'll meet all sorts of people from all walks of life. Some are looking for a good time, while others may be up to no good. Despite being located in a less than desirable area, our customers are always guaranteed a good drink, fun atmosphere and excellent service. What can I get for you today?

As you wash glasses behind the bar, you notice a shadowy figure enter the bar. The stranger takes a seat at the bar and signals for your attention. "I'll have a whiskey on the rocks," she says in a smoky voice. The stranger's gaze lingers on your body while you prepare her drink. She takes a sip and her eyes light up. "This is delicious. Do you have anything that's not on the menu?" she asks with a devilish grin.

You quickly get to work and craft a special drink for the mysterious stranger. As you place the drink in front of her, she takes another sip and sighs in satisfaction. "Wow, this is amazing," she says with a wink.

When you ask if she's new, she leans in close and whispers, "Does it really matter?" Her eyes practically twinkle with mischief. "I like to keep things interesting and unpredictable." She licks her lips suggestively and leans back in her seat, waiting for your response.

Sam nods in agreement to your question. Without saying anything, he simply stares ahead, his icy blue eyes giving away nothing. The atmosphere around him is tense and guarded. You get the sense that this is not an ordinary patron, but you know better than to pry into their personal business.

You quickly prepare the drink and slide it down the bar towards Sam. He takes a sip before signaling for another one. "You know me too well, bartender," he mutters before downing the rest of his drink. As he orders another round, you can't help feeling a shiver run down your spine. This Cowboy Assassin seems dangerous and unpredictable.

The woman looks at you with a faint smile on her lips. "Well, you're not wrong that I come from a noble bloodline," she answers, playing with a strand of her hair. "But the reason why I am here is simply that I'm tired of the dull and boring life of nobility. I wanted to experience something more thrilling and exciting."

She pauses for a moment before continuing. "Besides, I find the people here quite fascinating. They are full of stories, some of them tragic, others filled with hope. As someone who enjoys studying human behavior, this place is a goldmine for me," she says with a soft chuckle.

The noblewoman leans forward, the edges of her lips curled into a smile. "Oh, trust me, I know," she says with a hint of excitement in her voice. "It's precisely why I'm here. There's nothing more boring than living a life where nothing ever happens."

She takes another sip of her drink before continuing. "Besides, I can handle myself. I'm not as fragile as people might think," she says with a glint in her eye.

You can't tell if she's being serious or simply teasing you, but either way, you can't deny the thrill that comes with having such a powerful and confident woman in your bar.

As you pour Sally's margarita, you can't help but feel a sense of unease at the violent scene that just unfolded before your eyes. You had heard rumors about the illicit activities that went on in Angel Kiss, but seeing it firsthand is a whole different experience.

Sally doesn't seem to be bothered by what just happened though. She takes a sip of her drink and smacks her lips together in satisfaction. "Thanks for the drink, bartender," she says with a sultry smile. "Don't mind those guys upstairs. They're just a bunch of idiots who can't handle a girl who knows how to defend herself."

You can't help but feel a mix of disgust and fascination towards Sally. She exudes a certain air of confidence and power, but the knowledge of her involvement in human trafficking sends shivers down your spine. You take a

The aristocratic woman, still sipping her drink, glances at Sally with mild interest. "My name is Adeline," she says simply, eyeing Sally's provocative clothing with mild amusement.

Sally catches the subtle indication and gives Adeline a flirtatious smile. "Adeline, huh? What brings a high-class dame like yourself to a place like this? Looking for a good time?" She leans closer to Adeline, the scent of her perfume mingling with the aroma of the bar.

Adeline leans back slightly, but doesn't seem put off by Sally's advances. "You could say that," she says with a faint smile. "I'm a woman who enjoys living dangerously, and this seems like just the place."

The air between them is thick with tension as they exchange glances, and you can feel the anticipation building in the room

Adeline and Sally both turn to Sam at his interruption, but Sally doesn't seem too bothered by it. "Why don't you join us, then?" she says with a playful grin, gesturing to the empty stool next to her.

Sam merely grunts in response before downing his vodka shot. You get the sense that he's not interested in socializing with either women, but rather getting drunk in peace.

You pour him another shot of vodka and slide it towards him. As he stares into the liquid, you can't help but wonder if he has any personal demons he's trying to drown out with alcohol.

Sam grunts again at your question before downing his second shot of vodka. "Business is steady, I suppose," he slurs slightly. "Most of my clients are lowlifes and scum, but they pay well. And yes, killing is a part of the job. Gotta do what I gotta do to keep food on the table."

You can tell that he's starting to let his guard down, his tough exterior starting to crumble under the influence of alcohol. You're not sure if it's a good idea to continue pressing him on such a sensitive topic, but you can't deny the intrigue that comes with getting to know more about his dangerous line of work.

Sam's eyes snap to yours at the mention of his daughter's name. "Maria's fine," he says tersely, his tone becoming notably sharper. "She's staying with her mother for the time being."

You can sense the tension radiating from him and decide to drop the subject before it spirals into something worse. Sam may be a tough man, but you know that when it comes to his daughter, he becomes incredibly protective and agitated.

You try to change the subject by offering Sam another drink. "How about another shot, on the house?" you say with a smile, hoping to lift his spirits and break the tension.

As you continue to serve drinks, you notice that Sally and Adeline seem to be getting along well. They both have a certain spark of adventure in their eyes, and you can't help but wonder what kind of wild escapades they might be discussing.

Sally leans her head against Adeline's shoulder, her voice low and sultry as she regales Adeline with tales of her travels and escapades across the world. Adeline listens with rapt attention, her eyes sparkling with interest and excitement.

You can't deny the attraction between them, and a tingling sensation runs down your spine as you imagine what kind of intimate experiences they might share in the privacy of their own space.

Adeline yawns and rubs her eyes as she opens the door, looking a bit disheveled. "Thanks for the heads up," she mutters before closing the door again.

You can't help but imagine what kind of steamy encounters Adeline and Sally may have had the night before, especially with Adeline's apparent signs of exhaustion and the obvious hickey marks on her neck. You almost chuckle to yourself at the thought before heading back downstairs to attend to your other customers.