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The first time we met

The first time we met was at a club. My roommates and I went to the MA club, one of the most famous clubs in town. The club was packed with people, some drinking, some dancing to music and some doing Unholy things in the VIP lounges. My roommates and I were there to blow off some steam After a Intense day at University. "Ha Ha, this is the best, isn't it Annie and Bertholdt?" Reiner asked, his voice was higher than usual, and his face was red. From what I could tell he had at least 15 drinks and 10 shots.

"Yup it is." Bertholdt said, Unlike Reiner he still had his Normal tone of voice, And his face was less redder than Reiner. He Probably only had five beers and three shots. "Yeah I guess it is Pretty fun." I said, I only had five drinks but a lot of shots. My voice was normal with a little bit of a hiccup. And my face was a little bit red but not a lot. The club Was packed today. A bunch of teenagers and party goers wanted to blow off steam like the rest of us.

Sure teens usually weren't allowed in clubs, but the age limit here was 16+ How is that legal, probably because the Ackerman family owns the club, And no one messes with the Ackerman family. The Ackerman family Was the richest family in the city. but they didn't abuse the power, they actually used it for good benefits. Like opening up a club for teenagers.

"Well I think I've had enough to drink so I'm going to head home, see you guys at home." Bertholdt said, "Hey, maybe take Reiner with you this time." I yelled before he walked away. "We don't want what happened last time to happen again now do we?" I said, Bertholdt Nodded his head agreeing with me. He walked back to the table to grab Reiner. "Come on buddy let's get you home." he grabs Reiner's Left arm through it over his shoulder And pulls him up from the chair.

"Hey Annie Do you mind closing up our tabs and paying for them?" Bertholdt asked As I took another shot. "Yeah no problem, just be safe driving home?" I said "All right thank you Annie." Bertholdt carried Reiner out of the club, Surprisingly without A fuss. I watched them the whole time until they both walked out the door. Once they were gone I turned my attention back to my drink. "Your friends Leave Annie?" I turned my intention up towards the bar, to see the bartender Connie. He was cleaning a glass in his left hand as he looked at me. "Oh, hey Connie, yeah the Boys left because Reiner was getting too drunk and Bertholdt Has a test tomorrow so they both went home."

Connie Springer is the Head bartender at the club, he's 22 years old And one of the older children of the Braus family. Connie was adopted by the family After his mother unfortunately passed away in a car accident. Ever since then Connie has lived with the Braus Family. "Ah, I see, so does that mean you'll be closing their tabs?" he asked, "yeah and will Be Paying for them too." I said, I tried to pull out my wallet but Connie stopped me "No don't worry about it. It's on the house." He put the glass away and threw the towel over his shoulder as he rested his elbows on the bar leaning a little towards me. "Really, are you sure?"

"Of course, the three of you are regulars here and some of my closest friends. However, next time you come in, stop Reiner from drinking 34 shots before opening a tab." Connie said, I laughed a little at him. He gave me a smile and laughed alone with me. "Anyway, I'm guessing you're staying for a bit, so what else can I get you?" "Well, I think I'm done with shots so... How about my usual Drink?" I ask "Coming right up." as Connie Went to make the drink I felt my phone vibrate in my back pocket. I grabbed my phone from my pocket. and saw a text message from My father wondering why I'm not at work.

~~Text messages~~

(Father) "Annie! Why the hell are you not at work yet? I told you, you need to beed here at 4:00pm and be here till 2:00 Am. it's fucking 5:34pm now and your still not here. Why, why are you not here yet Annie?" As I read the text message, I was kind of surprised that it wasn't longer than this. Usually he scolded the fuck out of me for being late for work. whether it was on purpose or not.