As usual, you felt bored on this empty Sunday night. There was this recent flood that had obstructed roads and destroyed your workplace. You had just been paid, so you could hold your own for the following month.

You decided to go out. The road was obstructed by various debris, but the water was gone.

You went for a bar on top of a hill, unaffected by the flooding. You sat at the counter, among the noisy people, next to you, was a quiet girl, clothed in black, with gorgeous cat eyes.