Jaylene had been sitting in the Essence Bar for about an hour, drinking two glasses of Alexander? while Ricky Lewis had only one Long Island Iced Tea. The place was close to her apartment, so they didn't have to worry about drunk driving.
Actually, after the drinks were served, the two of them didn't talk much, each holding a glass, sitting silently and watching the street outside gradually grow empty.
"Let's go back," Ricky Lewis paid the bill and stood up, speaking to the daydreaming Jaylene, "It's already past 10 p.m. and we have work tomorrow."
Jaylene nodded, getting up and leaving the Essence Bar with him. Even though it was midsummer and they were coming out of an air-conditioned room, Jaylene inexplicably felt a little cold.
A gust of wind came, and Jaylene couldn't help but shiver. Her high heels stepped on a slippery marble floor, her body swayed, and she almost fell.
