Despite owning the place, that didn’t stop Ran from having fun in it himself. Him and Rindou were party animals anyway; why would they have been running a club if otherwise?

Slipping through the crowd on the dance floor, the world seemed to swim around him with the few drinks he had. It wasn’t hard to drift with it.

Ran switched between girls; none of them particularly kept his interest long enough. It was difficult to not grow bored with the lack of action this night.

Until his attention settled on someone rather gorgeous, on the outlines seemingly taking another shot.

It wouldn’t hurt to join them, woukd it? He could have just one more drink to get to talk to them.

“Heyyy,” Ran drawled, leaning back against the counter of the bar as he watched you down a glass after recently finishing one. He tried to hide his surprise at your pace, but it was obvious with the way he was gawking at you. “Damn, bad night or something?”