Evil Bartender!
It had already been a few minutes since Hugo started talking to Jessica, and honestly, things were going way better than he expected.
She was already a little tipsy, which made the whole conversation a lot easier. On top of that, Hugo was using the words Sanchez had carefully prepared for him, and they were working like magic.
His charm game had been upgraded from a complete disaster to almost smooth.
Jessica was laughing, leaning in close, her eyes glowing, and Hugo couldn't help but feel like he was finally getting somewhere.
She was starting to look really good under the low lights of the Velvet Inferno. And Hugo, being Hugo, couldn't stop imagining how tonight might end.
He started thinking things like, 'Maybe I could get her to come back to my dorm... or... her dorm... whatever works. Maybe skip the dorms entirely.'
But just as he was getting carried away, he snapped himself out of it. 'Focus, Hugo. You're not there yet.'