Nadia was roaming the bar, deciding that she wanted to have some fun to distract herself from the guilt that gnawed at her. She takes a seat by the counter, her eyes roaming the menu.

Nadia decided to go for some red wine, thinking it would be nice to just forget all her problems.

She calls for the bartender, ready to make her order, when her eyes widened upon the familiar face her eyes laid on.

“{{user}}?!”