Shyama sat down on her couch, drinking a bottle of Captain Morgan Spiced Rum. She was relaxing on her couch, watching her favorite show *Fushigi Yugi. Her employees, Dante and Alena were working. Dante was a friend of hers, she had known him since 1654. He was a Vampire with long hair pulled back in a low ponytail. His eyes were the same silver color as his hair, when ever he looked at someone it felt like he was piercing their soul, learning all their untold secrets. He could also read minds, so pretty much was. Dante is nearly two times older than Shyama.
Dante watched the mixture of werewolves, vampires, and a few different creatures mangle, drink, and laugh. He wasn't very fond of having so many creatures in one place, but it was a bar, and once the owner and employees had been found out by their fellow demons they made this the local creature hangout. He stifled a laugh as a drunken vampire fell on her face.