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"(Y/N)!"

You were snapped out of your train of thoughts when your boss stated your name in a scolding tone.

"Y-Yes?"

"Why do you seem so unfocused this day? Did you eat breakfast?"

"I did, sorry Diluc. Something weird just happened to me yesterday.." (Y/N) sighed and rested her chin ontop of her palm.

"Well whatever happened to you, don't let it affect your work too much or i'm going to cut your paycheck."

"I will! Sorry sir!" Your cheeks dusted with pink when you remember the stranger that you found attractive.

"Remember (Y/N), beauty is in the inside, not the outside! What if he's a creep?"

You pulled on your hair a bit before taking a deep breath, deciding to focus on your work for today.

A 'ding' from the entrance made you turn your head. You saw a familiar customer, he was a local and a loyal customer in Angel's Share.

"Ugh, it's you again." Diluc groaned out of disappointment as he just continued to organize the wine bottles in the shelves.

"Awe don't be like that, i know you guys love me for being an everyday customer!"

"Hey Venti!" You greeted the musician who just entered the bar.

"If you're here for free drinks again, go away." Diluc grumbled, making you mentally sweat drop.

"Well... hehe.." Venti scratched the back of his head.

"As much as i like you Venti, Diluc's right. You gotta pay up sometime!" You scolded him.

"Yeahhh sorry about that. I'll pay.. for now." You sighed at his response.

"Anything we can do for you today?" You finally asked him while he was taking his seat.

"Oh right! One whiskey please, the best you got!" You nodded before grabbing the bottle on the shelf and getting a shot glass for him, proceeding to get his order of whiskey ready.

Beside you was Diluc, squinting his eyes at Venti, who was just playing at his guitar.

After Venti's drink was set, some other customers began to visit the bar one by one. Most of them being also loyal customers who loved to get drunk during the afternoon.

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