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"Hey Gwen! The usual please!" a girl walked towards the counter, snagging a seat on the bar stool as she called out.
"Here you go Aiah, your margarita just how you like it!" The bartender slid the drink over the counter, the girl catching it easily.
"Thanks!" the girl named Aiah smiled, taking a little sip. It felt good, that was what she needed after a long week at work. Looking around, she saw other patrons mingling about, drinking and joking around. She does not like mingling, especially not on Friday after work. She was more of a 'Chill-in-the-background' kind of girl.
"Wow, that hit the spot!" Aiah sighed as she felt the alcohol warm up her body gradually. She was also bobbing her head to the music, sitting back while watching others showcase their moves on the dance floor. Chuckling to herself, she took another sip.
"Please! Don't leave me!"
Aiah heard the voice. Being the curious person she was, she turned towards the source of the commotion.
There, she saw it...
A couple was clearly not in the best mood, with both the guy and girl engaged in a push-pull tussle.
"Get away from me, I do not wish to see you again!" Apparently, the guy had tried to move away from the girl but she was holding onto his arm strongly.
"No! Please, I love you so much! Tell me it's not true!" the girl begged, wailing and tears rolling down her cheeks. Aiah shook her head; this kind of thing is common. She felt bad for the girl though, so she decided to continue watching from a distance.
"I told you! I found another girl, she's better than you in everything. So get lost or else!" Aiah was momentarily shocked when she saw that the guy had raised his hand, preparing to strike the girl. She decided that she could not stand for this.
"Hey you! Don't you dare lay a hand on her!" Aiah's eyes darkened, you could almost see fire in them.
"This is our business, stay out of it bitch!" The guy turned back to his girlfriend, well now ex, and lifted his hand for a strike.
"I warned you!" Aiah had immediately sprang forward, grabbing the guy's outstretched hand and twisting it in an armlock, pinning him to the table.
"Ah... it hurts! I'm sorry, let me go!" Aiah did not want to cause too much trouble, pushing the guy to the floor. Once free, the guy grabbed his stuff and fled towards the exit, deciding not to stay here for another second. Aiah shook her head before turning around to face the girl.
