Third Person POV
Zane sat at a far corner, looking at Dante and his mates’ direction with sad eyes before he took a swig of his own drink of sin and let the poison ease his worries.
At the other side of the bar, Joy did the same.
The music in the club eased to “Numb” by Linkin Park, and it seemed like the Moon Goddess, or rather the DJ was mocking at the two broken souls with the song’s lyrics which were too apt to the situation.
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I'm tired of being what you want me to be
Feeling so faithless, lost under the surface
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At present, Joy and Zane were the only ones at the bar and the latter was close to his breaking point.
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Don't know what you're expecting of me
Put
