The whole romantic atmosphere of the club had been shattered and instead, everyone was cheering.
The crowd pressed tight around the iron table where two warriors sat opposite each other.
Wren stood in front of the crowd, looking at the married woman as she faced off against the fat man.
The violet neon lights had shifted to harsh white spotlights and Cara cleared her throat leaning forward slightly.
"Before we start this…" Cara said, her words sounding only slightly slurred. "why did you start drinking in the first place?"
Tofu's expression darkened. His massive gut pressed against the edge of the table as he leaned back in his chair.
"My wife divorced me…" Tofu said. "She took my children and left me completely without anything. Now I spend my days drinking until I die of it."
The crowd quieted slightly with the confession heavier than anyone expected however Cara smiled smugly.
She pointed directly at him, her finger was steady despite the alcohol already in her system.
