A common target

Yoldes' walked down the stairs, grumbling with a frustrated expression on his face.

After they'd been sent out by Alphonse earlier, he had went to have talks with some of his colleagues. However, they all poked fun at him, calling him names such as cuck and ultimate beta.

Yoldes became mad and had stormed out, the only thing that could make him cool out was a good chill drink that touched his very soul.

Walking down the crowded fleet of stairs, Yoldes walked directly to the counter, ignoring everyone around as he ordered, " Pour me something, José!"

José who was about to attend to a figure that had just taken the spot where Jake had just left, paused and moved to the bar to grab a bottle of stout. He picked a glass and poured Yoldes a glass of his favorite scotch.

Yoldes was the owner of the place, and he always had priorities when it came to the bar.

Yoldes didn't stand on ceremony as he grabbed the glass and quickly gulped a sizable amount. " Have you found anyone asking around