Kiwi The night had ended. Their boss had locked the doors as the last of the patrons had made their drunken ways out into the black of night. Gabriel was tired, so tired. If he had to listen to one more giggling female and force himself to pretend he cared he feared he might soon hurt someone. Wandering into one of the back rooms looking for a place to rest for a time he noticed Zak already stretched out on one of the couches. It brought an oddly warm smile to Gabriel's lips. Zak was the only other working here Gabe knew of who both loved and hated his job at the same time.
Moving closer to where the young rake laid stretched out, Gabriel s