" I am sure he must be driving there by now," Tyson twirled the whiskey in his glass and sighed a bit regretfully. " I didn't want to do it but who would have thought that he would do something like changing Miss Vanessa's mind? I can't have him creating trouble for me or anyone else, what will we do if the gang is gone? I am already so old I haven't even thought about what to do with my life, I can't let anyone create trouble at this moment!"
" If you are drunk then get lost." Havana spared one last disgusted glance at Tyson who has been drinking since last night and then rolled her eyes as she wiped the newly washed glasses of shots. " You are lucky that my bar isn't functioning right now and all we have currently is nothing but a bunch of drunkards or else I would have kicked your drunken ass out of the bar."
