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"Jack and Coke please."

Itzal made her presence known to Azazel with the order. She slipped into the backed stool at his side, gazed at the alignment of bottles before them.

"Better than spending a night alone at home studying, huh?" she laughed. The bartender was back but moments later. Her presented an amber filled glass. She took a gulp.

"Haaaah. Burns soo good."

She tilted her head, placed it on her righted forearm. Her wave of curls spilled onto the bar and a lock rebelled to the center of her glass. Itzal laughed and fished it out with her free hand.

"So, what's your story aside from what you've told me? Why are you at school? Why am I your new foster parent? Azazel has a crush?" she cooed.