Caden wasn’t sure what he expected when he stepped into the bar. While Aria went to the occasional club with friends, he preferred quieter evenings. However, the bar was surprisingly low-key. It had a long bar dominating one wall with booths lining the others. Tables were arranged in the scant remainder of space, creating an intimate, if crowded, interior. All in all, it felt rather quaint.
“Over here, man!” Mica called from the bar where he and Levin made themselves comfortable on a pair of stools.
Caden quietly made his way over just as a person vacated a stool beside them. Levin and Mica already had a beer in front of each of them. He glanced at the bottles in front of them, reading the labels: Corona.
“What will it be, hun?”
Caden looked up at the bartender to see a young man abou
