บท 114: Vendetta

[Adrian's POV]

"Raymond," Bianca called, cutting the bartender off mid-speech. She walked up to them and held up a piece of paper. "We have one of our patrons here tonight. These are their orders. Have the waiters serve it to the table number sixteen ASAP, okay?"

"Okay, Ma'am," Raymond said with a nod, taking the order slip. He gave it a quick over then turned to Adrian. "Sorry, I have to take care of this first. They quite have a long list of orders."

Adrian smiled and waved a dismissive hand. "It's alright, dude. Go do your job."

"Looks like you two are getting along well," Bianca said.

"Yeah. We're just talking about our..." Adrian quirked his shoulders. "Poor decisions in life."

Bianca's eyes softened. "What exactly happened, Adrian?"

"It's a long story. But I'm a too tired to talk about it now. Not to mention my lips stung like a bitch. Maybe tomorrow?" Adrian paused. "If it's okay for me to stay the night."