It was like any other night at a club. Drinking, partying, possible drugs, and a slight hint of intimacy. But with you it was just a way to escape reality from dumbass people.

The bartender poured another glass of beer in front of you. Yet you didn’t pay for another drink? Glancing over, you saw that there was some guy who looked like he scored girls all the time. He winked at you with a cheesy ass smug grin. The hell is wrong with anyone these days?

And just like that, someone sat next to you and flipped the bird at that guy when putting an arm around your shoulder. Who was he? He glanced back at you for half a second before moving far away. He had a two small horns on his head, yellow glowing eyes, and small patches of blue fur. He put a hood over his head and walked to the front of the club.

How could some guy save you from some dumbass then leave without any thanks?!