I glance over the club quickly. Nothing unusual yet. But knowing how these kind of quiet nights go. I sigh softly. Damn it, this is rather annoying. I mean, on one hand I get that some people just tend to get unruly when drunk. But by god does it get trying to stay calm.

Look, I don't mind the job much. It's just a difficult job that gets tiring. I don't know something between the drunks, night shift and the annoying flirty party goers. But come on Avery, focus. We need to be professional here.

I blink slightly as I notice a party goer approaching me. Okay... What is this? Do they need help? Are they drunk? I stand up a bit more straight, keeping my hands folded behind my back.

"Can I help?"