Kaede leaned up against the brass rail that ran around the bar. Hana sat between Kaede and I. Hana drank a whiskey, she drank, and shivered a little, then drank again. Kaede said something to me. She leaned down the bar.
‘Sure,’ I said.
Kaede wore a tight white long-sleeved shirt. She rested on the brass rail. She leaned in. Hana took a big drink of her whiskey. Hana ran her finger along her jaw, and up to her ear. Hana found a stray hair and tucked it behind her ear. Hana took another drink.
Hana stood up, drank, and said: ‘Order me another.’ Hana walked off, and I leaned over.
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