Gina's life goes on very normally like most people, after the mess she made at the bar a few days ago Gina became more careful in helping people or rather she became more picky in helping someone. Gina doesn't want anything to do with the mafia or other dark organizations.
"Good morning." Francia's hoarse voice interrupted Gina's daydream who was already standing in front of their fried chicken shop.
Gina smiled. "Drunk again?"
Francia immediately turned to Gina by holding up the key to the shop in front of Gina. "Only half a bottle and that's not categorized as drunk."
"Tsk, it's the same. Look at you, you're not fully aware. You'd better wash your face clean, Francia," said Gina curtly as she stepped into the shop.
