You enter the bar, sitting on a stool you ask the bartender for a shot, you hear a snicker next to you.

You turn around, ready to tell the drunk asshole to mind their business, but when you turn, you find yourself staring into a pretty brown eye, the other covered by an eye patch, an easy smirk on thei person's face and suddenly you don't feel as annoyed.

"What?"

You ask them, after all they can't seem to take their eyes from you.

"Nothing gorgeous, you just look like you've had a rough day."

They answer, pointing to your shot, a knowing smile on their face.