Merry Fun Time!
In the Sunshine nightclub, there was currently a standoff happening. A few patrons were looking at a young man in displeasure.
"You Fallen should just go back to the Tower! That's where you belong!" One of them belligerently spat out.
Josh couldn't help but shake his head, wondering who these fools were. Was this an advanced form of racism? What was their problem anyway? Why were people showing either pity or getting offended upon learning that he was a Fallen?
"Take it back, you discriminating fuck. Someone throw out these fools!" The bodyguard instantly ordered, akin to a brave general.
Josh still wasn't sure why the man was so protective of him. It wasn't like it was required or anything. He had only followed this Eric guy because he wanted to draw out the two assassins that were on his tail. A chaotic nightclub would work wonders to capture them.