"What?" Zakou said in both disbelief, and annoyance.
"Yeahhhh," Axel dragged out. "Sorry, but they've already picked entertainment for the night. It's a singer of some sort, couldn't get any other information out of them for you."
Zakou groaned, flopping down against a nearby couch and rubbing his head in frustration. The room was loud and noisy as workers prepared the stage for the singer Zakou had just learned would be performing tonight.
"Since when is there any other entertainment around here? The reason I got rich was because I had the only form of entertainment around for miles!"
"Since I came along I suppose." A sickeningly sweet voice said from behind the two men.
They both turned around in a flash to see a short looking girl is a ruby red dress standing in front of them.
"Who are you?" Zakou questioned, standing up to look at her face to face.
"Name's Claire sweetie. And from what I heard, you're my only competition around here, hm?"
Zakou paused, think for a moment before he narrowed his eyes.
"You're the new singer performing here tonight, aren't you?"
She giggled again, taking a step closer.
"Yep!" She exclaimed happily, seemingly smirking as she spoke.
"And I promise to give you some good competition." She smiled again, tucking some of her hair behind her ear as Zakou and Axel both glared at her.
"What? Isn't some friendly rivalry good?" She asked innocently, but was still smirking as Zakou stepped even closer.
"This isn't gonna be friendly for much longer if you keep this up." He threatened, Claire's smile not falling as she stared him down.
They stayed like that for a moment, both just glaring at each other. That is until someone from the stage walked over and told Claire she had to go.
"Whoops! That's my cue." She turned on her heel, then glanced over her shoulder.
"Nice meeting you, Zakou."
Zakou's mouth fell open in surprise as he learned she already knew his name. Then again, he had quite a reputation around here.
"Soooo, are we leaving or...?" Axel hesitantly asked, glancing towards the door. Zakou then shook his head and pulled his eyes away from where Claire had disappeared to.
"Nah. Let's see how good this singer really is."
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HorrorZakou went rigid in his seat, pain twisting in his stomach as he felt bile rising up in his throat. He coughed, doubling over in pain as he wiped his mouth, the dim light revealing dark red blood. "Poison..." He mumbled, seeing his now spilled drink...
