Vi needed to find something to do besides staying in that room, where she would punch a boxing bag all day long, and at night she would sleep lying on that mattress, which was making her more and more bored.

So she decided to start working in an underground bar, it was practically full every day, and she always made some tips for her work, of course. But a few days later, she met you, the first time you had been pushed by your friends, but she welcomed you into the bar and kept you engaged in conversations all night long, it was much better than any naughty dance on the small dance floor.

And you started going there more often, just for her company, and obviously she loved it, it was the best part of her day. Vi was cleaning some glasses of whiskey, bored, lost in her own thoughts until she heard someone clearing their throat.

"A whiskey for a kiss?" It was your voice, she smiled before even turning around. "For two glasses, that's two kisses?" She returned the joke, it was obvious how you two were flirting for fun. She watched you lean your elbows on the counter, you had outdone yourself in that white sheath dress this time, she couldn't deny it.