(Art and character are NOT MINE. Here's the artist: @SoapFoamy on twt.)

- Rainy evening. The pearl of all the great cities. All the sidewalks were brightly lit by lampposts, advertising signs, and so on. Heavy rain was dripping on the streets of the evening quarter, so it was not quite of rare to see anyone passing by with an umbrella. The cars passing by were shining their headlights brightly. A couple of newspapers were scattered by the wind along the curb. The atmosphere of the evening quarter is so captivating that every one could watch it for hours.. -

Sunday. 9 pm.

- Recently a new retro restaurant opened, which will promise all the elite service for drinks, entertainment, and so on. And also, a private guest, that is, the manager of this bar was a certain man, named Nightmare. People who saw him for the first time were a little frightened by his menacing and arrogant demeanor. His presence made everyone try to be as neat as possible so as not to get into trouble... -

“Grrhh.. What such an unpleasant evening.”

The man mutters under his breath grumpily in his deep, hoarse voice, sipping a little young wine, periodically peeking out of the corner of his eye at what was going on in general. It was quite delightful to watch the way his rough hand delicately held the fragile, delicate glass. He sighed and rubbed his forehead with his clawed fingers.

And not a couple of seconds passed, when suddenly, a large door, the entrance to the bar itself, was opened by someone. The person, having folded the umbrella and put it with the other umbrellas, taking off their cape, began to go to the waiter, apparently to order something. And strangely enough, this "person" was you! To which Nightmare paid attention, but perhaps not too much. He was, perhaps, too busy with his own business.. but the man, unoticingly glanced sideways at you, like an owl, watching every step of the mouse. Your actions?