I love you, I won't kill you

Earlier this year, a new bar opened on North Robertson Boulevard in West Hollywood, Los Angeles. The name of the bar is called "Europa".An intellectual woman from the east coast of the United States who graduated from Yale Law School, together with her female and male friends, cares for the bar to thrive on the west coast.

Why choose such a store name? The owner Susan’s current partner Teresa explained to curious friends, “So far, when human beings’ ability to explore outer space is constantly advancing, only Europa is the only one in the solar system other than the earth. The planet most likely to harbor signs of life."

In fact, numerous scientists' theories are correct.Three years later, in December, NASA (National Aeronautics and Space Administration) of the United States officially announced that clay minerals were discovered on the surface of Europa. This mineral is very likely to give birth to new life.

A slightly chubby Caucasian man with a pleasant smile stared at the two of them with a female-specific look.Nodding her head, she asked gently, "Theresa, if humans can really immigrate to Europa in the future, do you plan to open a bar there with Susan?"

Theresa smiled at her male and lesbian friend and said, "Of course. If NASA wants to open a bar there, Susan and I will call right away."

Susan smiled, "Okay, friends. If it's possible to go to Europa, I think it's not us. Well, it should be a clone of ourselves or an artificial intelligence with our frozen awakened brain people."

A girl with short blonde hair said, "Well, why not our children's children?"

A white man with heavy makeup and perfume exclaimed, "Please, even if the child's child can go to Europa, he can't represent what we see and touch. Susan, I support it." you."

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After nearly 6 months of hard work and the enthusiastic help of a group of like-minded lesbians and gay friends in West Hollywood, Susan's "Europa" miraculously survived.In the area of ​​West Hollywood Park and Melrose Avenue near North Robertson Avenue, it has gradually gained a certain popularity.

After 7:3 p.m. on July 8, the "Europa" bar seems to be almost out of reservations.Susan stood at the bar counter wiping a goblet alone, but her eyes looked at the bar door from time to time.

At this time, a girl with a bass box on her back, messy long hair with 10 colors of highlights, and strong smoky makeup pushed open the door and rushed towards the bar, "I'm sorry, Susan. I. ..coming!"

Susan looked up at her, "Well, if I find out about this again, you'll never get a paycheck again."

The individual girl knocked on the bar table with her hand, and shouted dissatisfied, "Please, if it wasn't for that bastard blocking the car on the road, how could I be late?!"

"No no no, I don't want an excuse. Get to work."

"No problem. Um, Susan, can I have a beer first?"

"No... okay, go to work first. Don't forget, it's your working time."

In fact, this is not the first time Susan has forgiven Fernanda Garcia Acosta, and it certainly won't be the last.Not long after the bar opened, Fernanda walked into the bar with a CD of songs she sang.

After listening to the CD for a few minutes, she decided that Fernanda's voice wasn't too bad.However, this girl with mixed Spanish and Irish ancestry played the bass very well.

In the ensuing chat, she was a little surprised that Fernanda knew Amanda.Pushing a beer toward her, "This is for you. Can you tell me about how you met Amanda?"

Fernanda picked up the beer glass and took a sip, "Thank you, boss. Well, I actually met her in a bar in San Diego. She is friends with Nina who works in the bar."

"Nina Drake? From Richmond, with two kids?"

"Yeah. Um, how do you know?"

"It's okay, I just asked casually."

Susan learned about these situations from Julie, but she didn't want to say it at this time.Just smiled slightly, "Okay. Since you are Amanda's friend, I think I can let you sing here."

Fernanda said very happily, "Thank you very much. Uh, boss, can you advance my salary for a week?"

Then he said, "My landlord suddenly doubled the rent of the apartment last week. If I can't pay the rent again this week, I think I will be evicted from the apartment by the landlord."

Susan looked at Fernanda's pitiful eyes and shook her head, "Give me a few minutes. You know, I never like to ruthlessly drive people in need into the street. Of course, I hope you are not lying .”

"No, of course not. Otherwise, how could I become good friends with Amanda." Fernanda exaggerated her friendship with Amanda.

"Well, okay." Susan nodded in doubt.

Today is Saturday and the day before the "Independence Day" holiday, so many local residents have gathered inside and outside the bar to drink and relax.

Fernanda on the stage had already started playing songs with the band, and Susan whispered to another white boy who was bartending, and then walked towards the back of the bar.Standing outside the bathroom with the phone, "Hey, where are you?"

After Teresa came to work in Los Angeles, she still kept her living habits in London, driving a "stupid" BMW MINI Cooper on the road, "I'm on the road, and the newspaper office is a bit busy today."

"Well, all right. Have you called Julie?"

"No. What?"

"Today is the weekend, why hasn't she called me yet?"

"Honey, she works in Long Beach and it's at least a 50-minute drive to West Hollywood."

"Perhaps she can't stand the lure of that bitch for a date in Santa Barbara?"

"Come on, Julie is an adult. Even if she can't help but want to go on a date with Colleen, it seems to be her own business?"

Susan said, "If she wants to live like this, I think I have to give Amanda a call."

Theresa whined, "God, you're not Julie's mother, you're just her ex-college roommate."

Just then, Julie's phone call came in.Susan quickly said to Teresa, "Okay, that's it."

"Hey, what's the matter with you? You're late!"

"Susan, I'm sorry. Uh, I'm taking notes at the LAPD."

"What??? Julie, what happened???"

"Uh, uh, I shot a guy."

"Oh my God!! I'll come to you right away."

A sudden major event made Susan feel a little overwhelmed.Go back to the bar and say to the bartender boy, "Uh, I have to go out. Here's Theresa, tell her I'm at LAPD."

The boy looked at her, "Uh, what happened?"

Susan shook her head anxiously, "It's okay, I'll leave this to you."

Coincidentally, Fernanda finished playing a rock song.Put down the bass and came over, "Hey, are you okay?"

"Now, I'm going to the LAPD."

"LAPD? Why?"

"It's okay, you stay here." After Susan finished speaking, she grabbed her shoulder bag and walked out of the bar gate.Anxiously driving, drove up Melrose Avenue via Highway 101 towards the LAPD headquarters in the center of the city.

Thinking while driving, "Fuck, shot someone???"

"Well, what's the motive? The motive, the motive! Think about it, Susan!"

"Well, to get Colleen, kill her husband?"

"Jealous with Colleen's opposite-sex lover, and ended up killing him?"

"Go to hell, Colleen the son of a bitch!"

Twenty minutes later, Susan drove the car into the LAPD parking lot like a gust of wind.After getting out of the car, he took his bag and car keys and rushed towards the Parker Center.

"Since it's a homicide, it must be handled by the robbery-homicide department." Thinking of this, Susan looked at the floor map on the wall, and took the elevator directly to the office floor of the robbery-homicide department.

When she quickly came to the special homicide department under the robbery-homicide department, she saw Julie sitting at a desk, talking to a male police detective with short black hair.

"God! Julie, are you okay?" shouted while hugging each other.

"Susan, I'm fine." Julie hugged Susan tightly and nodded.

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