During a peculiar evening at a bar late at night, Noel had been sitting alone. Smoking a cigarette, and drinking sake - remembering the ones he had lost and whispering a blessing to them.
There was another set of people, seated diagonally across from him. They were shady, Noel could tell by the way they conversed. Very inwards, looking around them occasionally making sure nobody spied. Unintentionally, Noel felt involved in what they were doing. The bar started to empty out, as Noel laid an eye to their conversation. The two decided to leave, Noel followed a minute after. Though he was stopped at the door by someone he didn't expect.
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