You were a bartender in a bar.

The night had a nice moonlit accompanied by a chilly breeze, the town was somewhat lonely, if we don't take account for the bar. It was lively and loud, even from the outsides; people partying could be heard.

Chuuya tied his horse to a nearby log, making sure that his horse didn't go away, giving his 'best companion' a pat before accommodating his hat and entering, placing his revolver away for now.