Just a Drink

Danica POV

Dmitry took me to a bar. Well not an actual bar. It was more like a souped up Chilis with loud music.

Yes, there was a bar with two bartenders. And there was an eating area with servers. But there was also a very dancefloor. Never seen a Chilis with a dancefloor and dim lighting.

The music shifted from early Rock Bands to Rap groups, all early 2000’s era.

A few people danced, but mostly it people gathered at the surrounding tables and just talked loudly.

When he said Bar, I thought I would be the youngest person there. But from the few black and red uniforms around place, I could tell there were some students from the boarding school not far from town.

This made me nervous. If the boarding school kids were here, my fellow classmates were not far behind.

We took a seat at a well lit table and waited for a waiter to greet us. We didn’t have to wait long. Soon after we took our seat, a bouncy young woman came toward us.

With her head focused on her notepad, she said. “What