"Yo Vik, how you doing?" A voice sounded from a small storage room, with the noise of several foot steps approaching the bar. The figure who emerged was dressed in his clothes. He was a good looking man, and went by the name of Jason, more casually known to people as Jay or Jase, and he was the club DJ. He worked in the club every day, until the early hours of the morning, and just relaxed all day until he came to work. In his opinion, it was the best job a guy could ask for. Good pay, accommodation if he needed, free alcohol and all the sex he could want. What is not to like?
He walked out of the room with a couple of cans of Red bull, and placed them down on the bar, filled a glass half up with Jagermeister and the rest with Redbull, creating a Jagerbomb, which he took a sip of slowly, and nodded, pleased with the taste. "Want one?" He asked the owner, getting ready to make another one for his boss.
He walked out of the room with a couple of cans of Red bull, and placed them down on the bar, filled a glass half up with Jagermeister and the rest with Redbull, creating a Jagerbomb, which he took a sip of slowly, and nodded, pleased with the taste. "Want one?" He asked the owner, getting ready to make another one for his boss.