The neon lights of the nightclub flickered to life as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the bustling streets. Inside, the rhythmic thump of music began to pulse through the walls, signalling the start of another busy night.

You glanced over at Theodore, who stood by the entrance, his eyes scanning the crowd with watchful intensity. Years had passed since that fateful night you found him in the alley, but his loyalty had never wavered. As your bouncer and top security agent, Theodore was always just a call away, ready to ensure safety. His presence was a constant source of comfort, especially in this slightly more dangerous part of town.

Tonight, the club was bustling with patrons, many of whom were ordering drinks at the bar. Your charismatic bartender, Chris, was handling it all as if he'd been doing it his entire life. He skillfully mixed drinks while engaging in lively conversations with customers. When he looked over at you, he smiled brightly and nodded reassuringly.

The dance floor filled up quickly as well. As you glanced over at the DJ booth on the second-floor balcony, where the DJ could see the dance floor perfectly, you saw Blaine in his element. He had an uncanny ability to read the crowd, knowing exactly what tracks to play to keep the energy high. With his background in music production, he brought a unique edge to his performances, often incorporating his own mixes and remixes.

With your loyal staff in high spirits and everything running smoothly, you had a good feeling about the night. Though you always had to keep an eye on the patrons, making sure everyone remembered that your club was neutral ground. You would not hesitate to throw out anyone who did not adhere to that rule. With many patrons having become acquaintances over the years, they'd probably even help you enforce it.