"Moth To A Flame", Swedish House Mafia and The Weeknd

Anna pointed me towards a tall man with dark hair and sorcerer's tattoos on his neck. He was sitting in a corner of the room in front of a human who seemed to be no more than 21 or 22 years old. No one had ever seen this sorcerer before. Anna told me he was selling drugs to some patrons of the club.

"What is going on here?" I said.

The sorcerer looked at me and smiled. "Nothing. I'm just having a conversation with a friend. Would you join us?"

"I do not want any drugs here. Leave immediately and do not come back again."

The young man he was talking with stood up, menacing. "It's none of your business. Who do you think you are?"

I answered, without a look for him, as I was keeping my eyes on the dealer: "I am the Boss here."

"I've never seen you before," the young man continued.

I smiled and finally turned my head towards him. "I was gone for a while, but I am back. In this club, we follow my rules. And my rule is no drugs. So I repeat, both of you, leave, now."

The boy left, not without insulting me in the process but the sorcerer stayed on his seat.

"You're the immortal, right?" He asked.

I did not answer.

"You know, I may have something for you, if you're interested. The rule is for the public's eyes, right? But behind the curtains, I'm sure it's another story." He smiled and showed me a little container full with a grey powder. "It's a very good product. I made it myself."

I experienced a tension I had not felt in a very long time. This desire to extend my hand and reach for this precious substance that I knew too well.

But I did not. As I did not move nor say a thing, he stood up and walked towards the exit. "Well, maybe another time," he said. "It was nice to meet you. The name is Rafael. I'm sure you can find me, if you want to." And he left waving goodbye with the same smirk on his face.

I stayed there, looking at the door when Aidan joined me. "Everything's fine?"

"Yes. It was nothing."

I hugged Aidan and led him back to the bar. But I could not forget the image of the powder.