Lights blurred, music boomed.
At nine o'clock in the evening, nightlife had just begun.
Tonight, the bar was especially bustling.
Amidst the dazzling lights, scantily clad dancers shook their heads and gyrated their hips.
Waiters darted back and forth, bringing customers drinks, snacks, and fruit platters.
A mixture of indescribable scents spread as the light intermittently brightened and dimmed, with voices and laughter adding to the noisy atmosphere.
The place was abuzz with people and thriving business.
Thanks to the prosperous economy brought about by import and export trade, Seleck is considered a wealthy area in Nabiya.
And with the recent no-fly and no-sail orders, regardless of the vessel's tonnage, they could only enter the port, not leave.
Long-term seafaring crew were inherently lonely and isolated, and they grasped at the chance for indulgence whenever possible.
Thus, it wasn't just the Reaper Bar—all nearby entertainment venues were exceptionally lively.
