The Siren's Sleeping Beauty [Comprehensive British and American]

"PaperBox."

"17 Meadow Street... is here." Steve looked up at the LED sign with green lights flashing in front of him, and pursed his lips.

If there is a more suitable or safer place, he definitely does not want his workplace to be here.

Angus was half a step behind him, still wearing a black top and large beige pants, but the top was replaced by a hooded sweater.He was wearing messy hair, and he was staring at the crowded subway entrance next to the bar.

The wind below the stairs was blowing coolly and coolly, and he squinted his eyes comfortably.

"Angus...you must not leave my side after entering, and you must not talk to others casually, nor drink what others give you..."

Steve pulled the fish in front of him, told him, and buttoned the hood of his sweater for him.As a result, the hair wrapped in the hat covered most of his face, and he looked even smaller...

"If you can, you'd better stay at home." Steve rubbed his nose with a headache.

He always felt like he had brought a...very expensive doll, and he was about to worry about it.

"No." Angus refused without thinking.

If you leave him alone as a fish, he doesn't want it.

"...Yes, we all know you don't want to." Steve twitched his mouth, "The bathtub at home knows that you don't want to stay at home."

The washing machine hasn't figured out what to do yet, and the bathtub is leaking again.

Compared with Angus, that small apartment is really too fragile.

"Let's go, let's go in." Steve sighed, and held Angus' hand uneasy after thinking about it.

"I hope this bar is more serious..." If it is not formal, no matter how high the hourly salary is, it is unacceptable.

Entering the door is a narrow staircase that spreads downward.The light was dim, the smell of alcohol and smoke was heavy, and Angus wrinkled his face.

"I told you not to follow me..." Steve took out a mask from his pocket and put it on for him.

Angus didn't take it off this time, and pressed the mask on his nose.

Steve struck while the iron was hot, and pulled out another pair of earbuds from his pocket.He has very good hearing, and the apartment building is not considered soundproof.The movement upstairs and downstairs is obvious, so earplugs are always on hand.

"Do you want it?" He spread his hands, stood at the bottom and looked at Angus who was unwilling to continue moving down.

Angus pursed his mouth, took the earplugs and stuffed them into his ears.

"It's called a live music bar, and it's usually very loud." Steve pondered the new words he had learned.

It doesn't seem to be the same as the dance hall and bar I used to go to before, it's more trendy...

The business hours are from [-]:[-] pm to [-]:[-] am. It is not yet the high tide stage, and the bar is newly opened, and the spray paint on both sides of the corridor still has a smell.

"Noisy." Angus successfully got the key words.

"Yes, if the ears are uncomfortable, it's noisy." Covering his ears, Steve taught in a timely manner.

"Hey, ticket." After going down the stairs, a tall man in a vest stopped in front of the two of them.

He has black curly hair, and compared to his more majestic figure, his face is more immature and honest, with a young and naughty feeling.

As soon as they approached, Angus and he wrinkled their noses, looked at each other in the air, and looked away from each other for a few seconds.

It stinks.Angus slandered.

Really fishy.The man in the vest rolled his eyes.

Steve didn't catch the short, quick exchange between them.

"Sir, I'm here to apply for a bodyguard." Steve took out the newspaper he had cut out.

The man glanced at it, then at Steve: "You should have entered through the back door."

"Sorry, maybe I didn't notice." Steve smiled sheepishly.

In fact, the alley at the back door of the bar was really too messy. After a quick glance, he dragged the curious Angus away from that street quickly.

"You still have children?" The man looked a little frivolous, not kind, and he didn't know what he was joking about.

"He's an adult, really," Steve stressed, "I'm worried..."

Steve discovered the serious contradiction in his words in time, and his voice lingered in his mouth.

"You must follow me to play... I don't trust him to be alone, thinking that since he is curious, I will bring him over to have a look."

The lies he has lied to different people these days are the sum of all the lies he has lied in his entire life.

The man glanced at Angus who was wearing a hat and mask, and Angus looked back quietly.

He doesn't talk much, and naturally he doesn't talk much either.

If he really wanted to do something, he wouldn't be polite.

"Baby, someone is here to apply for a security guard, go over now." The man smiled, took out the walkie-talkie from his trouser waist, and said.

"Let him in."

It was a woman in charge, which surprised Steve.

"Go in, remember to enter from the back door next time." The man stepped aside from the narrow passage and let him go.

"Thank you." Steve nodded, and Angus followed him.

The man in the vest touched his chin strangely behind them, and said loudly, "You should be more careful, boy."

Steve thought the man in the vest was reminding Angus of his age, and was embarrassed and helpless for a while: "Got it."

Only Angus stared back at him.

The man in the vest grinned, then pinched his nose, leaning against the corridor and watching boredly.

Compared with the narrow corridor, the dance floor hall upon entering is very spacious, with a two-story space, embroidered red brick walls, and many street-style lacquer paintings.

There are five-pointed stars made of light bulbs and a huge fluorescent heart-shaped decoration high on the wall.

The lighting is yellowish, and the rest are dark blue or purple lights, which are very dim.The ceiling lights refract the light spots colorfully, and there are no windows that do not transmit light.

There is a raised stage in front of the dance floor, and a huge DJ booth at the back of the stage.

On the open edge of the dance floor are scattered round tables and high stools, which are placed scatteredly, as if they don't care whether anyone will sit or not.

On both sides of the wall, there are semi-open booths for 4-6 people inside, and several relatively large ones can accommodate up to eight people.Distributed around the stage, it is convenient for guests to watch the performance.

Outside is a long bar with a warm yellow light.

Angus' eyes were quickly attracted by the shiny glasses hanging on the bar counter, the warm yellow cabinet lights, and the colorful wine bottles behind him.

very gorgeous.

The second floor is a private room, sealed with glass, which is considered a relatively secret place. ②

A black wooden door painted like an iron door was open on the side of the stage.

Steve saw the walkie-talkie next to the woman sitting on the table with her back to the door, and walked over there.

Taking a quick look at the surrounding environment, Steve relaxed a little bit. Although it was a novelty, it didn't look too smoky.

There is no such thing as a completely safe place in this world.

Behind the door is a somewhat narrow office, not too big, filled with miscellaneous things.

A woman wearing an orange vest top and black trousers was sitting on the table smoking a cigarette, with a glass of scarlet wine in hand.

There were three other people standing opposite her, all tall and wide, and one even had a scar across his face.

Steve was ushered in, and the woman glanced back at him. When she saw Angus, the cigarette in her fingertips trembled, and the ashes fell into the wine glass.

"Are you here to apply for the job?" The voice was full of suspicion.

"...Yes." Steve paused for a moment before returning to his senses.

Without him, this woman is too...beautiful.And too young...

The skin is porcelain white, the golden hair seems to be shining, and the light-colored pupils look deep and have a story.

The woman let out an oh, not knowing why she was surprised.

Compared with the taller three in the room, they were wearing plaid shirts and leather jackets, and their figure was not very attractive from the outside. Husband really has no competition.

"The one behind you too?" The overly young and beautiful woman with red lips saw that the ashes had fallen into the wine glass, but she couldn't find the ashtray, so she simply threw the half-burned cigarette into the wine glass.

"No, he just... came to play." Steve coughed dryly and smiled.

"Playing?" The woman looked at Angus, only seeing a pair of dark blue eyes, and everything else was solid.

"Forget it, guard at the door, I don't have any other requests, you guys should fight." The woman folded her arms, ignoring Steve, and said softly.

"I keep two."

As soon as she put out the cigarette, she lit another one in minutes. The slender lady's cigarette was held between her fingertips, and the smoke was lingering.

"It's right here." The woman took a puff and exhaled smoke, making the room even more blurred.

Steve breathed a sigh of relief, this one is okay.

Several applicants glanced at each other, and they didn't know what kind of consensus they had reached, so the three rushed towards Steve together.

"Oh...badchoice—" Steve gritted his teeth and raised his hand.

The woman looked at Angus in the haze, and Angus rolled his eyes.

What is the difference between choosing a good place for human beings and washing yourself and putting them on the plate.What is his physique? ?

Steve raised his arms to support the person who rushed over first, and pushed Angus behind him towards the door. He tripped, and the head of the man who rushed too hard hit the door with a loud 'bang'. .

Shortened and dodged a punch, Steve turned around and quickly punched the second man in the stomach, raised his elbow and hit the side of his neck, and kicked him in the crook of the knee with a side kick.

Seeing someone staggering and about to knock down the only green plant in a glass bottle in the office, Steve quickly grabbed the man's collar, and when he buried his head to avoid the third man's fist, he took the second One kicked to the open space on the other side.

Clamping the arm of the third person, pulling it, his shoulder hit his chin hard, and he turned around and fell over his shoulder.

"boom--"

"Ah..." The grinning man who fell on his back rolled down on the ground and didn't get up again.

Steve stood up straight, adjusted his clothes, and exhaled: "Sorry..."

"If it hurts, take a break and it should be fine."

Before and after but 1 minutes.

Angus stood aside and blinked, unmoved.

The woman let out a wow, and dangled the cigarette between her fingers, not knowing whether it was a compliment or a derogation.

"It's decided, it's up to you, you can go." The woman flicked her hands and decided happily, "Look at the collar at the door for the medical expenses, let's go—"

She drives them away.

The three stood up dejectedly and looked at each other, all a little embarrassed and ashamed.

Two of them gave Steve a hard look, and the one that fell the hardest tried to bump into Steve's shoulder and was held up by him.

"buddy, it's just a job—" Steve smiled helplessly.

"Hmph." Seeing his innocent appearance, the man thought he was getting a good deal, so he snorted.

"Lookout - buddy -" warned in a low voice, he raised his hand and poked Steve on the shoulder, paused every word, and left bitterly.

Steve took a breath and didn't pursue it.By the way, he stopped Angus who wanted to go out: "Didn't you come across it?"

Angus looked up at Steve, and Steve pulled his hat down: "Wait a little longer."

Angus endured it, but his eyes still swayed faintly on the back of the person who left.

"I only pay for the medical expenses that just occurred in this office." The woman said.

Steve frowned: "...uh, of course."

He thought the woman was reminding him that it wasn't her responsibility if they fought in private.

Well, tomorrow's bread is saved, and today I don't have to pay for medical expenses.

Steve complimented himself a bit.

"Thank you very much for giving me this job opportunity." Steve turned his head and said to the woman.

"You win it yourself," the woman took a puff of cigarette, and spit smoke in Steve's face, "The one who fights and knows how to protect the 'guests' and the property of the bar is qualified."

The woman raised her hand to indicate Angus and the furnishings in the office.

"Rosalie Hale, your boss." The blond beautiful woman tugged at the corners of her mouth, her smile was a little cold, and she was naturally mocking.

"The one in the corridor is my husband."

"In the future, you may stay in the bar longer than the two of us to manage various things. Don't worry, I will pay you five times your salary." Rosalie said surprisingly.

"We are on honeymoon, so we often travel." Rosalie laughed, feeling sweet.

Steve was surprised, then hummed and scratched his face: "Boss, can I...well, bring him to work."

"He'll be nice."

The woman looked at Angus, crossed one leg, showing a kind of neatness and ease, her red lips curled up: "You will behave well?"

Angus looked at the stinky corpse, and looked down at the cup in her hand. There was no human blood in the cup.

"OK." But if something goes wrong with humans, he can't guarantee it.

"Okay then. You can go to work now." Rosalie curled her lips at Steve.

Steve was surprised by the boss's good words and the way he was about to shake his hands. He hesitated for a while, not knowing what to say, so he could only choke out a sentence: "...Thank you."

The author has something to say: there really is this live music bar, which can be found on the map, and I even found their official website, but the reality has nothing to do with this article, just borrowing a name.

②The description of this bar is actually more modern, mainly because I don’t know what the bar places looked like at that time [cover your face

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Hehehe, the new character is unlocked, in the reading article——

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Angus [pinches nose]: It stinks.

Rosalie: Oh, each other.

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