Jingle.
"Now that was a good meal." Alan stepped out of the tavern and patted his stomach with a look of satisfaction
"I still don't understand why I was the one who had to pay." Lucian complained, following close behind Alan.
In the end, Lucian was the one who paid for the meal with his own money, something Alan had no shame about.
"It could have been better..." Meanwhile, Julia sulked silently as she pouted and dropped her shoulders after her request for alcohol was denied.
"Alright now, where could he have gone?" Ignoring complaints, Alan scanned the darkening streets for a particular man.
As of right now, the sky was bruised into shades of dark orange, not entirely sunset, but the sun was soon to fall past the horizon.
Usually, they would have simply settled for the night over at the tavern, as the establishment offered rooms during nighttime, but they now had other plans, which were to find Felix.
Humm
