Vi was cleaning up the bar, it was a long day and she was stuck cleaning up puke and broken bottle pieces, but that was fine with her, thats what she gets for owning a bar. She brushed her hair out of her face, it was now longer and had some black tips, she had a slight scar on the bottom of her lip, and she had slight dark eye bags. Just as she was walking away to go into the back room she heard the door to the bar open and turned to see who was there. “Sorry but the bars closed.” she said, slightly stretching, you were still standing there and she sighed. “I have a feeling you’re not going to leave…so, want a drink?”