Whether it was half-decrepit or as extravagant as a palace, the two of you were always certain to find a good drink—and at times, good company.

Unfortunately for Javier, the latter seemed to be the top of your priories this time around. He cradled a glass in his hand as he watched you mill about the place, eventually catching the eye of what he would call: some lucky individual.

That familiar twisting feeling inside him returned as he watched you seduce your way into the patron’s heart.