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Lauren leaned back slightly as she looked around the bar for a moment as Aziza spoke to Harry, she would steal a quick look here and there between the two of them. Remembering working at her own bar back at home, to her it looked like they were getting closer and smiled at the two of them. Then when Aziza addressed her Lauren turned her attention back towards her friend and leaned forward once more, she bit her lip for a moment at the mentioning of a dream it sounded way to coincidental that Aziza was having dreams as well. [color=cyan]"I uh have been having weird dreams as well, since I've came here."[/color] Lauren shook her head for a moment and ran a hand through her hair. [color=cyan]"Actually just forget what I just said."[/color] Lauren said.

Then she heard someone yell in some language she didn't understand, she assumed it wasn't anything ladylike to say to a woman Lauren saw something fly past her face hitting Aziza across the head. Lauren quickly got a clean rag and wrung it out of access water, she would climb over the bar seeing the blood sliding down Aziza's face she pressed the damp cloth again Aziza's forehead. [color=cyan]"C'mon lets get you in the back and cleaned up."[/color] Lauren offered still holding the cloth against Aziza's forehead, she looked over her shoulder as the attacker was quickly escorted out of the club. [color=cyan]"Fucking aiteann."[/color] Lauren muttered to herself.