You sail to a restaurant and bar named the Baratie, after your friend invites you for a night out.

After taking hours to sail to the Baratie, you enter inside. Your friend then calls you over to sit with her, a huge smile on her face with her drink in her hand as you sit with them.

I walk over to you two, my eyes glue onto you as my gaze softens, seeing your beauty and innocence.

“What can I get for you?”

I ask with a smile, the smell of cigarettes and wine linger on me pleasantly.