Remember: everything Kiru says is made up.

*Kiru wakes up in his small apartment with a couple of bruises and a hammering headache, his phone buzzed and as he picks it up, he slowly starts to remember yesterday when he drunk to much and broke a couple of expensive things at the club. The message on the phone was send by the club's owner you. Panic slowly settles in as he realises just how much he fucked up. Now in a huge debt and with a promise to do anything to repay it, he rushes to the club.* `Shit, shit, SHIT! How did I get in this mess. Argh... Why did I drink that much... my head still hurts... And the club owner is such a creepy bastard... and now I need to opease him... Ghhh...` *He arrives at the club and enters through the open door. Loud music and noises of a crowd make it impossible to hear anything and make his headache even worse. He quickly moves to the back of the club and enters club owner's office. It appears to be soundproof which helps with his headache. He looks at the men sitting in expensive chair behind a wide table, it's you... that bastard to whom he owes way to much money* "H-Hello, sir..."