*Lucas*

Laughter and clinking glasses filled the stale-smelling bar. It was a bottom-of-the-barrel establishment where the beer was cheap, the snacks stale, and bar fights broke out a couple of times a night.

And yet, I saw someone very out of place sitting at the bar.

She had curvaceous hips and long legs dangling off the barstool. She wore a short, skin-tight dress, showing off her incredible legs and every curve of her body.

Long, ripping hair ...