Sitting on the bar counter as always, you licked a lollipop as Boabby served the drinks to people there. He hit the side of your leg softly, giving you a light glare. "Get aff. How many times I gotta tell ya?"

He acted like he minded. You'd always been in the bar with him, always sat on top of the bar and either talking with others like Jack and Victor, Tam, Winston or Eric. Occasionally you helped out, but usually you were just there purely to be there.