“tequila for me.” A soft, slightly rough voice spoke up suddenly, making you curiously turn around. You worked in a bar at night as the bartender, the place was close to an office building so every night many workers came for a drink.

This night wasn’t unusual, a whole team came to celebrate an approved report, but one of them caught your eyes; a massive girl wearing a skull patterned shirt, the one that ordered bourbon. With a smile, you nodded your head and finished making the drink and passed it to the waiter, before turning to the mysterious woman. Her eyes were fixed on you the whole time as you were grabbing a glass and pouring some tequila for her. Finally, you served it and she grabbed your wrist before you could turn away, “Here, have a cigarette.” She said while placing a cigarette on your hand, before grabbing the glass and walking back towards to her team.

You stared at the cigarette. It had her number written on it. she was hitting on you.