Three individuals were walking together down a dimly lit street in Notting Hill. Na and Aron flanked Sheri, who had to admit she was incredibly nervous about the whole thing. They had stopped a couple of blocks away from the intended location due to how jumpy Sheri was.
"It's normal to be nervous," Aron said, his voice a low, steady rumble. "We're walking into a den that is run by criminals, but you will be treated as their guest. The reason why they run these types of places in the first place is to make money. So no matter what, they will treat you with the utmost respect, hoping that you will come back for more."
Sheri continued to take deep, shaky breaths, and she was happy that Aron was there; his presence was certainly reassuring.
