1.45 Emergency

I almost trip on my feet, running towards the address that Brad wanted me to go to. Angel's Bar and Restaurant.

I haven't been here before. But then again, I haven't been to so many fancy places. It looks just like the kind of establishment that Arnold would take my Mom to. A restaurant with a sprawling dining area that doubles as a bar starting at 8 pm in the evening. At least, that's what it said on their website when I checked earlier. I glance at the clock on my phone. It's almost 7 pm, which means I only have an hour to find and help Brad before they kick my underage ass out.

"Psst!"

Speaking of the devil, Brad is hidden behind one of the trees planted on the sidewalk, sporting his usual emo outfit. He gestures for me to come near him, and I comply, looking at him suspiciously.

"None of my friends are here, aren't they?" he asked me as soon as I am close enough to hear him.