The Starlight Bar was livelier than expected, not like the dimly lit, quiet bars one might imagine, paired with music so soothing it could make one drowsy.
Instead, the lights were bright, the waitstaff moved politely in their uniform attire, and the music was more vibrant, filled with rhythmic R&B.
Angel's choice of venue never disappointed because the standard was always high, and the prices matched, making even ordinary flavors seem more delicious.
"This place is huge~" Isabella observed, looking around the private room, "Is there a stage here too?"
Angel replied calmly, "Guests in this private room can request perforrs to co in."
Sam blinked, "They have striptease performances as a service?"
"Are you looking forward to it?" she asked, her eyes narrowing slightly, still harboring so residual irritation.
Sam quickly looked up at the ceiling, "Even the ceiling is so beautiful."
The waitress soon knocked politely and entered upon a signal, picking up a tablet to take their order.
Angel casually ordered so items, and the string of numbers on the bill made Sam gasp. Despite having a wealthy girlfriend, he was still very much impoverished.
Then Angel passed the tablet to Sam and Ava, "Check out what you want, I just ordered so signature dishes from this place."
Sam curiously asked, "Do you co to places like this often?"
Angel picked up her phone nonchalantly, "Just occasionally with my mom to et so business partners."
Isabella chid in from the side, "You're already involved in your family business in high school? Are you even going to college?"
Angel pondered for a mont, a rare hesitation visible as she looked at Sam, "What about you?"
Sam blinked, "Why wouldn't I? It's part of my youth, the last chance to be carefree before entering society. Wouldn't it be a pity to miss out?"
Angel scoffed, "I think you just want to see more pretty girls in college."
Sam widened his eyes, "You can insult my dreams, but not my character. Am I that kind of person? Besides, what beauty could surpass the ladies present here?"
He managed to complint everyone in one go, but the effect...
Isabella whispered to Sophie, "Didn't I tell you Sam is good at sweet-talking?"
Sophie took a sip of her juice, "Isn't that sothing everyone already knows?"
Ava had already tapped a few choices on the tablet and passed it to Isabella and Sophie, "You guys pick, I don't know what to order..."
Isabella smiled, "We're fine, this should be enough. Today's all about you, Ava. You should enjoy yourself."
Angel grumbled, "I'm the one paying, though."
"Then you should enjoy yourself too, Angel."
Angel didn't want to argue with Isabella, who seed to offend and please everyone equally. She took the tablet and handed it to the waitress, "Start with these, we'll order more if it's not enough."
"Would you like to start with so drinks?"
"Of course."
"Would you like them chilled or at room temperature?"
This question montarily stilled the conversation.
Sam suddenly rembered so classic scenes, like in a bar, a man and a woman...
Sophie stated calmly, "I'll have mine at room temperature."
Isabella said, "I'll take mine chilled. What's the point of drinking beer if it's not cold? What do you think, Sam?"
Sam hesitated, "Can I not drink?"
"Sam, you're the only guy here. If you insist on that, we can't do much, but I think it would be interesting to post this on the school forum..."
"I'll have mine chilled, thanks."
"I'll have mine chilled too!" Ava raised her hand high, her action sowhat comical as she was the tallest girl there but sounded the most childish.
Sam sighed, "You can drink, but not too much. If I see any signs you're drunk..."
Ava protested, "Isn't this my celebration?"
"You still need to watch your health. It's best not to consu alcohol while you're still growing."
"I'm tall enough already! Do I need to be as tall as you?"
Angel laughed at this exchange, "Is it possible he wasn't talking about your height when he ntioned growth?"
"What does that an?"
Ava asked just as Angel straightened up and subtly emphasized her chest.
Clearly, even in this weather that required more clothing, the young woman's assets were quite evident.
Even Isabella couldn't help but cough and then made a gesture that accentuated her own well-endowed figure...
Ava, clearly at a disadvantage in this area, found so comfort when her gaze fell on Sophie, who was looking down.
"Really vulgar, bad brother..."
"How am I vulgar? I didn't say it! Did you hear Sophie say anything?"
"Damn it, don't drag into this!!"
Sophie, annoyed, threw a spoon at him, which Sam caught deftly, managing to look sowhat cool.
Of course, that was just his own perception.
Drinks were served first, and it wasn't just one box.
First off, Sam was definitely not a drinker and didn't enjoy seeing a bunch of girls get drunk.
But sotis, monts that are ant to be morable can't escape certain things, like a rowdy atmosphere and drinks you can't refuse.
Isabella, ever the atmosphere maker, raised her large glass, "Here's to Ava's successful competition, cheers~!"
Everyone raised their glasses, even Sophie, who generally avoided social interactions, and Angel, who naturally distanced herself from the common folk.
Of course, it was also thanks to Sam holding her arm that she reluctantly raised her glass.
"Bang!"
The glasses clinked together, a sound as clear and lodious as a musical instrunt.
This sound stirred sothing in Ava's heart.
It felt like the first ti she had a celebration all her own, as if all the lights in the room turned into a spotlight focused on her.
She didn't know what to say at this mont to express her excitent, which felt as grand as a major holiday.
So all she could do was blush and say sincerely, "Thank you...!"
Then she tilted her head back and started pouring the drink into her mouth.
Sam was startled by her actions.
By the ti he reacted, she had already downed half of the large glass!
Ava scrunched up her face, "Ugh... this tastes awful."
"Ha ha ha ha ha..."
Laughter filled the private room, even Angel and Sophie couldn't keep their composure.
No one suggested playing any drinking gas, which Sam was sowhat relieved about. He feared Isabella might suddenly co up with so rapid drinking ga and then leave a huge ss for him to clean up.
Good grief, he only had two hands, and there were four won here; he couldn't handle them all.
But the situation didn't make Sam feel much better.
"So, this competition has a recomndation quota, right? Has Ava decided which high school she wants to go to?" Isabella asked after taking a sip of beer.
Ava, her cheeks slightly flushed, perhaps from the atmosphere or the alcohol (Sam wasn't sure of her tolerance as he hadn't drunk with his sister before), replied, "Not yet, I probably need to discuss it with my parents..."
Isabella thought for a mont, "I rember our school has a swimming team. Does a national champion like you get a recomndation quota? Should I ask for you?"
Sam tensed up imdiately.
But Ava quickly shook her head, "Uh, no need, my parents want to go to a high school near ho..."
"That's a pity, especially since I'am worried it'll be quite lonely after I leave school," Isabella said.
Angel leisurely sipped her beer, elegantly wiping the foam from her lips with a napkin, "You can leave with peace of mind; we'll rember you in our hearts."
"Angel makes it sound like I'm dead, which could make soone sad! Sophie, you wouldn't treat like that, right~?"
Sophie thought for a mont, sipping her room-temperature beer, "There's a saying, 'People who only live in mories are practically dead.'"
"Hey! Why are you like this too? What about Sam? You wouldn't be like that, right?"
Isabella dramatically threw herself on Sophie, reaching out desperately towards Sam, looking almost like a water ghost trying to drag soone under. Her usually neat hair was sowhat disheveled now, adding to the horror.
Sam looked helplessly at her pleading face as she grabbed his wrist, "Don't worry, senior, I'll always rember you."
"What kind of comnt is that, hey!! Everyone drink up! No one's leaving sober tonight! Uh... let's start with you, Sophie!"
Sophie imdiately disassociated herself, "Why drink with you? I'm not drinking with you."
Isabella held up her glass with a smirk, "If you can outdrink today, I'll consider your debt paid off!"
"Bring it on! Don't think I'm scared of you!"
Sophie stood up, glass in hand, her small fra full of defiance.
Sam rubbed his forehead in agony.
Ava looked over curiously, "Brother, are you not feeling well?"
Sam shook his head, watching the two girls who had started to aggressively pour drinks for each other, and sighed helplessly, "It's nothing, just suddenly felt my blood pressure rise... you know that kind of pain when you see the end coming but can't change it?"
"What do you an?"
"Don't mind him, he's always thinking about so nonsense. Do you want to drink with ?"
Just then, Angel suddenly joined the fray.
Ava paused, "Why would I drink with you?"
Angel slightly raised her lips, "Scared of losing to in swimming, scared of drinking too?"
"When did I lose to you! Last ti was just an accident! Fine... bring it on!!"
Sam felt his blood pressure rise even higher.
Is there no normal person here anymore! I want to drink too!!
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