The piano bar wasn’t an upscale one. But one of those hidden gems that you only heard about by word of mouth. It was spoken highly of, the music spot on and the drinks pretty cheap.
It was one of Ale’s new favorite places to spend the evening. Piano music was soothing for her, and the club had a nice mixture of people coming and going.
The lights were dim once you entered, a bar off the side, the top a rich mahogany with a few patrons seated at it. Looking opposite the bar, one would find pool tables, a dart board and tables setup. A few people crowded around one of the pool tables, laughing and enjoying the night.
Walking deeper into the club would lead you to a back space of sorts. One would step down and walk a few feet before entering another party of the club. The center of the room held a piano, gleaming under soft lights. Music filling the air. The walls had been made to block out the sounds from the club, so you only hear the piano. But you couldn’t see the foam, the wall was painted a deep red color, with various pieces of art hanging.
Off to the side was a seating area with plush couches, running along the length of the wall. As well as tables closer to the piano. One could choose to sit close or off to the side to be able to talk and listen.
The Savage sat on one of the couches off to the side, sipping a drink. She appeared to be enjoying the music, watching the artist. Tonight, she wore a white fitted dress, skin flush with warmth and stolen life, tattoos out in the open. She appeared to be open to company, should any wish to join her.