The tables have turned

"I don't know" he said, grabbing his stuff as well, looking at him. "I'm living over there" he nudged his head into the direction he knew Lucy had to take.

How convenient... He frowned slightly, before smiling again. "Well... Then we can walk together a little longer, I guess", he replied.

"...nah, I just remembered that I still need to get some stuff" Bandit said with a shrug, trying to play it off cool. He had seen the frown on Lucy's face, always observing him without him noticing. He was pushing his luck too far and, as much as he had wanted to go home with Lucy, he didn't wanted him to know that he got that apartment on the other site to look straight into his bedroom.

... Maybe just a false alarm... Lucy nodded. "Well then. Maybe we'll meet in the bar then. have a nice day, bandit", he told him, leaving the shop then, before heading straight back home.

"You too, Lucy" he replied quickly before he watched him leave, sighing and relaxing slightly. He had been so tense. But he had been so close to Lucy. With a sigh he looked on his phone, seeing that it would be time for his workshift soon. And so he looked after Lucy once more before he decided to go to work early. The quicker he was finished he could go and rest at home before meeting Lucy in the bar...

Lucy made eggs and bacon for breakfast, his mind locked on Bandit. He was just another customer at the shop... But still... He frowned. Something was weird about him... He sighed, rubbing his eyes, before he ate. Calm down, Luzifer... You're just imagining things... The other weirdos at the bar are getting to your head... That guy was normal... After he finished his breakfast, he did some laundries and headed to take a nap. As soon he woke up, he cleaned up the appartment and got ready for work.

Bandit in the meanwhile had finished his work and had been home early, just like he had planned. He even had the possibility to shortly peek over into Lucy's apartment to find him napping there, making his heart skip a beat. If he could just lay next to him... watch him sleep... His thoughts got carried away but he had to get some sleep himself so he went to his bed, lying down to get it over with. Sleep was a pain but the sooner he went to sleep the more energy he would have to talk with Lucy later on in the bar...

Lucy headed to the bar, going his tasks of the day through his mind. At the bar he waved at the bouncers, going inside. There was no one yet, but that's usually the case. it took around 1 hour before the first peeps showed up. he took the opportunity to check if everything was there and ready.

Bandit woke up at the time that Lucy arrived at work, stretching himself before getting up, making himself ready. He knew that he shouldn't be there as early as possible so he took his time before heading out to the club, having the flyer with him. He entered the bar with some other guys who seemed to have already drunken quite a bit, stumbling in there. He showed the flyer to the guys, smiling as they waved him through like that. He headed to the bar, sitting down on a free chair, waiting for Lucy to notice him.

Lucy was busy for a long while, serving customers and giving them some tips here and there, before he headed over to Bandit. "You came. What would you like to drink?"

"Anything you can recommend?" he asked, smiling.

"Everything we've got. Let's start with something fruity for the beginning?", he suggested, getting a glass. "Or do you straight up want whiskey or anything harder?"

"Fruity sounds good for a start. I shouldn't get wasted, I have work tomorrow" he said, leaning a bit on the counter.

"Oh well, then the soft stuff it is", he replied and mixed him a fruity cocktail. He placed it in front of him, before heading off to take care of some other customers, returning with a drink for himself.

"You're really skilled with your job" he said, nipping his drink as he took a look around the club. "But you're still looking so young. How old are you?"

"I'm proud 27 years old", he replied, cleaning some glasses, keeping an eye on the customers and taking a sip from his own glass.

"Mmh... you seem like someone with a lot of life experience for such ayoung age." He watched him intensely, looking at every motion he made.

"It's surprising what stuff you can learn in a bar", he replied with a chuckle. He put the glasses away and reached some peeps their drinks.

"May I ask what you did before this? You don't have to answer, I know enough people who don't like to tell" he said, drinking from his glass.

"My backstory is no secret. I quitted school and ran away from home. Thinking back to that it might've been a stupid idea, but I'm happy with my decisions, cause now I'm Here", He explained. "I jobbed Here and there, collecting some experience and stuff."

"So... sort of a self made man, huh" he smiled, slightly leaning forward on his hand.

"Exactly. I'm proud of what I reached and did in my life. It's necessary to take risks and jump on chances thrown at you", he explained, putting the glass away.

"That sounds inspirational." He looked at him, admiring him in every way possible. He hoped he wasn't staring too much. "Take risks and jump on chances huh..."

"Exactly." He nodded. "I gotta take care of some customers now. Enjoy your stay", He told him, before He left.

Bandit looked after him before biting his lower lip, downing his drink. He had to plan what he could do now. In some weird way it had felt like... Lucy was ushering him to move faster with everything. He shivered in excitement as he thought about it, smiling. "I'll enjoy my stay, don't worry..." he said as he stood up. He left the bar, heading back home... Lucy's home to be exact.