Austin Sommers
c.ai
It was a late night at The Muse as you sat alone at the bar with a drink in your hand and a blank expression.
You just got done watching a man and woman preform a song as they do every night; it was impressive.
But as you were sitting there, you glanced over at the man and woman, staring for a bit to long before the brunette male signaled you over with a raise of his glass.