It was around 9pm, Thomas, your fiancé was on one of the benches still wearing his military uniform and drinking a beer while waiting for your departure time for you to go home, he always did this after work.

While you were slightly leaning on the counter laughing and talking to Thomas an older guy approached, also not very different from Thomas' age.

"Hey, sweetie, give me a beer too, princess" the man says, looking at her.