My sticky skin was the result of the humid air, the several heavy breaths and the different fragrances dancing accross the small spaces of the crowded bar. Moving from vanilla's warmness to the acidity of citrus, back to a strong scent or amber, from Dior to Georgio Armani, my head started feeling dizzy.
Thankfully, on that hot summer night, my duty was at the bar only. As i was serving different cocktails consumers were reclaiming in a row, it was actually better than having to slide through the crowd to serve.
Still confused of how i haven't losen track yet, my hands grabbing each alcohol bottle, sirop, glass, fruits, having to mix it, stir it and make sure it was quick and effective. It became a natural gestual, my mind didn't have to be present, i hear what they want and make it a done job.
That became part of my daily life since summer had started. Since i have started working to The Night View.
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The Night View || Jeon Jungkook ||
FanfictionImagine falling in love when love is not as far as you thought, it's actually a few steps ahead from you, on a wooden stage performing during a hot summer night.
