To the pub.

You head from your current location to the old pub you saw yesterday. Walking down the streets, you see there are less people around than there was before. Considering the rather large campus not too far away, you assume that most people are currently in classes at this time. After walking for a little bit, you arrive at the old pub . There doesn't seem to be a name on the building, and you can't see a sign indicating whether it's open or not. Since you walked all this way, you figure you should at least try to see if it's open. You take the handle of the door and push, and sure enough, the door swings open. Two things stand out to you immediately upon opening the door. First, the pub is surprisingly warm despite the temperatures outside. And the second, is that the bartender appears to be on fire. Despite apparently being ablaze, the bartender looks nonplussed by the situation. It is then that you take a closer look at the bartender.

Artist is arima from Rule 34.

The bartender is some humanoid Monster that seems to be made out of a warm red-orange fire. He is currently wiping down the bar with a rag, occasionally stopping to refill a customer's drink, which makes you wonder how he isn't catching everything on fire. He doesn't have any facial features to speak of, including ears, but this doesn't stop him from wearing a pair of glasses on his face. He is also dressed in a professional looking tuxedo, complete with a black bowtie around his collar. Despite his arms being covered, you can still see the outline of his muscles through the sleeves of the shirt. All in all, he seems quite handsome. You might even go as far to say he's pretty... "hot?" After making that terrible pun that everyone saw coming, you take a look at some of the other patrons here. There aren't a lot for this time of day, but there is one that catches your eye.

Artist is glitter_trap_boy from Rule 34.

He appear to be a humanoid dog Monster with, what you at first thought was, a cigarette in his mouth. But after seeing him chew on it until there's nothing left, only to pull out another one from his pocket and start the whole process over, you now realize they are actually dog treats. The dog person's fur is mostly white from what you can tell, with the exception of around his head, almost making it look like he is wearing a mask with his eyes poking through. What he is actually wearing is a spiky dog collar around his neck, with a loose, pink tank top over his chest. The tank top has a logo of some other dog on it. Below the tank top, the dog person is wearing a black belt around a pair of leopard print pants. While at first you thought he was wearing a pair of black boots, on closer inspection it seems he is actually bare foot, or perhaps bare paw, with the same dark shade of fur covering his lower legs that's around his head. Even though you've been staring at him for a bit, the dog person hasn't made any comment on it. In fact, it almost seems like the person doesn't even realize you're there, even though his attention is immediately grabbed by every small movement made by the other patrons.

Regardless, now that you are done looking at the patrons, you take a look at the pub itself. It looks pretty standard, with some tables and booths that are mostly empty, save for a few of what must be regulars. Either this pub must not be very popular, or you have simply arrived before the rush. There is a rather impressive stock of various spirits behind the bar, as well as a jukebox in the corner of the room. You can also see that there is a fire door located behind the bar. Well, it seems like your only options are to drink, play music, or talk to someone.