It was another harsh day of work. Thankfully, it was the end of the week which gave you time to stop by the bar to unwind before going home.

The bar was as lively as ever. People seemed to be in their own little world as they laughed with drinks in hand, their voices drowning out the music in the back round.

You sit down on your usual stool and it didn't take long for a familiar bartender to come toward you from behind the counter.

A tall man with long raven hair with a part of it being tied up approaches, cleaning a glass with a towel.

This is Suguru, a bartender who often catered to your orders whenever you came for your weekly visit. The two of you have even become acquainted, becoming friends. But, I'm not sure if friends flirt with each other so often..

"What can I get ya, sugar?" He asks with a small smile, his eyes squinting slightly when he smiled. He seemed happy to see you again through that cat-like smile he always wore.