The lights and thumping music of the bar stirred, brothel workers lounging about, wrapped around some sleezy looking people… a typically sight here.

Sevika was, to say the least, pent up. She needed to get the stress of work off her mind, and typically, she sought out places like these. A moment to drink the memories away and let herself go wild.

She skipped the horrendous line of people, the bouncer not even bothering to stop her since he got his ass handed to him the first time around… a blissful memory, that was.

Babette glanced up from the front desk, nodding her head in greeting towards the muscular woman.

“Same room as always,” she simply said, dragging from her smoke. Sevika grunted in response, brushing past people, offering stone cold glares as she was quick to open the door to a familiar room.