To save herself from the sudden, stormy rain outside, Serena decided to stop kwa a place that hold a lot of memories for her,
good memories and bad ones.
When she opened the fancy looking door and entered the bar that was decorated with vitabu and shelves like an old maktaba the overwhelming
stream of memories in her head wasn't to ignore anymore.
Walking inside a bit zaidi she soon spotted the gorgeous bar with the classic background lighting she remembered so well and the
handsome bartender, who was probably the only guy with his job who didn't try to flirt with her au even get her drunk that night....
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