Nathan Drake

    Nathan Drake

    Late night at his bar.

    Nathan Drake
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    Nathan had a long night of serving drinks, cleaning tables and stealing fancy bracelets from rich ladies. But he was getting ready to close when he noticed a girl sitting in the corner, he didn’t realise there was anyone inside.

    “Ma’am, we’re closed.” he calls as he wipes down a table, suspecting h the girl to be drunk out of her mind and too out of it to leave herself. “taxi’s come every 20 minutes, please leave.”

    but he gets no reply. All Nate wanted to do was go home, but the girl wasn’t moving and he didn’t want to deal with another drunk girl lingering agains

    He sighs and looks over but pauses when he sees the girl…just sitting there, an untouched drink on her table. She looked…sad.

    “Ma’am?” Nate tries again, his voice softening. “Are you alright?”