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Leo followed closely behind Emily and Sarah as they made their way through the dimly lit corridor of the bar, filled with neon lights and pounding Techno music. The corridor twisted and turned, with various decorations and colorful lights adorning the walls, casting vibrant shadows. With each step, the noise of the bar gradually faded, replaced by the faint lights and mysterious atmosphere of the corridor.
They finally arrived at what seemed to be an ordinary booth door. Sarah turned around, wearing a mysterious smile, as if the door behind her held unknown adventures. Her eyes sparkled with mischief and anticipation, leaving Leo feeling a mix of curiosity and nervousness. Then, she gently pushed the door open.
As the door opened, a space different from the other areas of the bar came into view. The decor in the private room was simple and elegant, with soft lighting and comfortable seating creating a relaxing environment. The space was filled with a sense of tranquility and comfort, in stark contrast to the lively atmosphere outside.
Sarah invited Leo into the private room, her expression revealing a hint of mysterious confidence, as if implying that this private room and what lay behind it might be the starting point of a new life for Leo. As Leo stepped into the private room, his nervousness eased slightly, but he remained curious and hopeful about the future. He took a deep breath, ready to embrace the upcoming new chapter.
When Leo stepped into the compartment, the atmosphere in the room immediately underwent a subtle change. The door closed slowly at Sarah's touch, followed by a subtle tension that seemed to freeze the air with anticipation and the unknown. Emily and Sarah stood by the door, forming a metaphorical barrier, implying that Leo could not turn back at this moment, only face the situation in front of him.
The interior of the compartment was shrouded in dim light, creating a mysterious and quiet atmosphere. In the semi-darkness, Leo caught a glimpse of a middle-aged man sitting on the sofa in the middle. The man's posture was relaxed and casual, with one foot lazily resting on the edge of the sofa, holding a glass of whiskey with an amber glow. His face appeared somewhat blurry in the dim light, but from his relaxed posture, Leo could sense an implicit confidence and authority.
On the other side of the room, a figure in casual attire lay horizontally on a long sofa, their head covered by a hat, giving off a mysterious and elusive feeling. This person seemed to be immersed in a dream, but Leo could sense that even in slumber, this figure exuded an undeniable presence.
Every detail in the compartment, every figure, silently conveyed a message to Leo: this was not just an ordinary room, but a significant turning point, a place that could potentially change his destiny. Leo's heartbeat quickened.
"My goodness! Sarah, when I asked you to get some whiskey, I didn't mean to bring a tramp here, did I?" His words were full of humor and distrust, as if he couldn't believe the scene before him. The middle-aged man's mocking words instantly lightened the atmosphere in the compartment and added a touch of playfulness. He continued to shake the glass in his hand, and the liquid inside emitted a faint amber glow, his eyes showing a hint of amusement amidst his surprise.
The man lying beside him muffledly spoke from under his hat, with a hint of sarcasm and impatience, "Sarah is just a fool, can't tell the difference between whiskey and a tramp, can she?" His words revealed his dissatisfaction with the situation, but also showed his familiarity and understanding of Sarah.
This conversation made Leo feel both awkward and at a loss. He stood in the center of the room, as if placed in the midst of an unexpected drama. His gaze wandered around the room, trying to find a clue that would make him feel at ease, but no matter what, he realized that he had become a part of this drama.
Emily cleared her throat and, with a hint of seriousness and challenge in her tone, said, "You two men who occupy male dominance, please refrain from jumping to conclusions. This vagabond might be better than a bottle of whiskey." Her words were filled with a challenge to the gender-dominant atmosphere, while also revealing a hint of sympathy and support for Leo. The atmosphere in the room seemed to shift slightly from a joking atmosphere to a slightly more serious one because of Emily's words.
Next to him, Sarah shrugged and half-jokingly, half-seriously said, "This guy says he has no job, no money, and still dares to order two beers directly!" Her tone carried some casualness and incredulity, seemingly curious and amused by Leo's behavior.
These words made Leo feel even more awkward and uneasy. He stood there, at a loss, not knowing how to respond to this sudden situation. His eyes shifted between Emily and Sarah, trying to find a clue in their expressions, but he also understood that this might be a turning point in his life.
The middle-aged man's words carried a clear sense of disdain and criticism. He skeptically set down his glass, the sound of it hitting the table filling the entire compartment and freezing the atmosphere. Leaning his head, he stared sharply at Leo, his words tinged with contempt: "Is that so? Please forgive me for being blunt, but I feel absolutely no fondness for the man before me. Beaten by a group of hooligans without any resistance, and all his money stolen. To me, such a person is not even as good as a glass of whiskey."
His words landed like a heavy blow, striking at Leo's pride. Leo felt a heavy sense of oppression, a hint of sadness and powerlessness showing on his face. He stood there, trying to maintain his last shred of dignity, but the self-doubt in his heart was like an impenetrable fog.
At this moment, Sarah spoke up to break the silence: "Hey, no need to be so serious. We haven't even officially started yet, right? Maybe he has some special talent that we haven't discovered yet." Her words carried a hint of ease and optimism, as if she wanted to ease the tense atmosphere.
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