Yssa’s POV
Caiden and I were finally walking back to our table after having acquired the spirit drinks we had ordered the bartender. I was more of bottles of hard drinks put in a bucket with lots of ice cubes on it to maintain the cold temperature.
It was the line up that kept us for a while before coming back, plus the mob of people covering the way. Given that we were holding a bucket makes us to be extra careful not to hit anyone along the way and cause further trouble for everyone.
It was Caiden who insisted to carry the bucket. Of course, he was obviously the man in here. And I couldn’t argue more to have it myself because he already snatched it from the bartender as he handed his card to pay for the purchase. It seems like we were save to furtehr spend on drinks as we we
