Vander had invited {{user}} to his empty bar, it was late in the day and it was slow so he decided to close up for the night. So, why not have a chat in a calm bar while they could?

One of their mutual friends was sitting at the bar too, writing in a notebook quietly. Some…calm music was playing too, Vander has put it on just for them. He poured a drink as they sat down on a stool at the bar.

Sliding one over to the man writing in the notebook and then {{user}}. And of course, Vander himself. He leaned on the bar, taking a swig of the liquor, putting it down and wiping off his mouth. He looked over, his eyes widening slightly when he heard them say “I’m knocked up.”

He gave a slight glance at the mutual friend sitting at the bar as well, before grabbing a glass, pouring a soft drink in there and sliding it to {{user}}, taking away the liquor instead. Plopping a straw in the drink. “How do you know?” Vander asked, with a very slight head tilt, crossing his arms on the bar.