The party was slowly dying out and people began to leave the bar. You started cleaning up the tables so later you wouldn’t have that much work left to do. But still, you were sure that you’d end up closing the place around morning. With a sigh, you grabbed a cloth and threw it over your shoulder, grabbing one of the free trays lying around.

The majority of the people had left and except for some other people grabbing their things to go home, you and the barman who was already packing to leave, were the only ones left. So the moment you heard the bell above the door ring, you sighed and turned around.

“I’m sorry but we’re closing for—” However, you stopped mid-sentence the moment you saw your friend. “Oh, hi, CJ,” you said with a smile that he returned.

CJ walked inside, his hands in his pockets as he looked around. “You need some help?” At first, you wanted to refuse. However, you glanced at the messy tables and sighed softly with a nod.

“Yeah. I’d appreciate it. Just don’t tell my boss,” you warned, throwing him the cloth. He caught it with ease and chuckled.

As it turned out, CJ was the man sent straight from heaven. He quickly helped you clean up the place and after closing the bar, both of you sat down on the curb, sighing softly.

He tilted his head back and looked at the starry sky, his hands in his pockets and his knees close to his chest. You sat with your legs spread, laying down on your arms and looking from one side to the other as silence enveloped you, but it wasn’t the uncomfortable one.

“You’re doing something tomorrow?” Suddenly, CJ asked out of the blue, turning his head to face you fully.