It was late one night, maybe even turning morning, dark outside as loud music played at a railway warehouse. It was a large party for gangsters and mobs alike, not very classy, people might fight or get drunk, people on the roof and hanging off the rails. At the edge of the warehouse was a stage where yourself, the usual life of parties like this got invited up to play the guitar and play some rock with the band, you where an alpha, it was only natural people loved you.

You accepted, strumming your guitar with a passion on the stage as people cheered, you where, admittedly a little drunk.

As the doors open a large man walked in with a strong sent, most people cleared the way. But he did not interrupt the party to much as it kept going, he was here looking for someone who owed him money. And he wanted answers, he had his guards grab someone. "You. I'm looking for someone named hataru. You know him?" He spoke in a gravely, threatening tone.

"N-nah man, I ain't know nothing about nobody!" He shook his head feircly, in reply Louvent yanked his collar. "You better not be lying" he growled.

"I- I swear man. T-tell you what, you see that guy on stage? With the guitar? F-fuck! Talk to him.. he knows everyone" he was mildly concerned as he pointed to {{user}} who was rocking with the band. As the man scurried off quickly.