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·         you're a bartender at one of 101′s clubs
·         like the way it works is that 101 has connections/affiliations with various clubs and bars around town
·         and they'll have conduct certain deals in the back rooms and stuff
·         or have it as pick-up center for arms/drugs
·         you're aware that the bar you work for is a pick-up center for arms/drugs but you're just a bartender so you don't need to worry about that
·         technically you're a member of 101 and you have the 101 tattoo on your hip, but your boss has never really dragged you into 101 affairs
·         you did get taught how to handle a gun and some pretty kick-ass self defense moves, since the job kind of requires it
·         one night, some higher-ups came to just check on the club
·         they seat themselves at the bar, guns out in the open like the fucking alpha males they are
·         and one of them orders drinks for the group
·         you're serving them when one of them catches your hand and winks at you
·         "what's a man gotta do to get your number?"
·         "you could leave me alone, cuz i'm on the job"
·         you shift back, letting your black tank top rise a bit to reveal your own gun tucked into your belt
·         he backed off after that, and the man sitting next to him laughed at that
·         after a little while, they all kind of filter to the back room, except for that one guy
·         not the guy who tried to hit on you, the one who laughed at him
·         the club isn't too busy that night, so he strikes up a conversation with you as you're cleaning out some shot glasses
·         he politely asks you for your name, age, etc
·         "euigeon, 20″
·         then he kind of hints at wondering why you're involved in 101 at all
·         and you explain that one of your friends needed money and got involved in the club as a dancer
·         and the boss was kind and reasonable, and offered you a job as well
·         "there's no way i could be a dancer, though, i don't have the face for it"
·         daniel kind of tilted his head, staring at you in a way that made your heart race a bit 
·         "i think you have the face for it"
·         you feel yourself turning a bit red at that, not used to people giving you such a blunt compliment
·         the other guys he arrived with head out, so he as to go as well
·         "thanks for the chat, (y/n)," he said with a charming smile, "i look forward to our next talk"
·         you smiled back, watching him sweep off into the night, likely off to commit some unspeakable crime
·         "i wouldn't mess with him if i were you" the other bartender warned you, setting down his glass of water
·         "why?" you turned to the bartender, crossing your arms
·         "that's kang daniel" the other bartender retorted, before leaving to go get someone's order
                                      
                                   
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