After spending about fifteen minutes on the road we pull up by one of the city's excellent cocktail bar, with the personality of a carnival ride.
Ayden offers me his arm and I slip my arm through his as we walk inside. I feel very comfortable around him like I have known him my entire life. He is so easy going and such a pleasure hanging out with. I'm glad we didn't cut the night short. I have nothing to rush home to anyway.
My eyes roam around the bar, taking in its vibrant setup. I have never been here before, and it's easy for Ayden to figure that out judging by the way I can't keep my eyes from running around the entire place.
"It's official name is Robert's House but people often call it RH," he begins to fill me in. I listen attentively as he gets ready to tell me more about th
