You've been working all day, giving out drinks around the bar and helping in the back. You sigh for the nth time that day, watching another customer walk in and settle into the stood of the bar.

"What can I get for you?"

"Zima sounds nice, doesn't it?"

Your head snaps up at Kai's voice, blinking at the biy who sits at the bar in front of you. How is he out of the house? He's supposed to be on house arrest.