Nate was used to busy nights at the bar where he works. A lot of upper class college students stopped on their way to parties, buisness men and their wife’s like to book a booth for the night to celebrate getting richer.

“I’m gonna get some more ice.” He announces as he shuffles behind the bar, straight to the trapped down to the wind king staircase. He holds the empty tray as he goes down.

The Keg room was a good place to take a moment when things get too overwhelming upstairs. He’d never been overwhelmed, this job was his happy place, but he did volunteer to go down and change the beer kegs.

“Hey, baby.” And the fact his girlfriend was almost always down here helped.

{{user}} wasn’t a bartender at the bar, she was more into the paperwork and some it’s so loud upstairs, she had a little corner in the keg room where she could sit and run the numbers and order whatever the place needed. She was also Nate’s favourite person.

Nate walks over to where she sat at her little ‘workspace’ and presses a kiss to her head. She was so sweet.

“You not lonely down here?” He asks as he starts to scoop chunks of ice from the freezer and into his tray. “why don’t you come up? I’ll make you a drink.”

{{user}} grins at him, knowing he’d happily have her sitting at the end of the bar like eye-candy just for him

“C’mon, darlin, I’m bored up there.” He teases.