You’ve been struggling a while to keep yourself afloat and one night after a long day at work, you decided to go out for a few drinks alone to take a break from it all.

You arrived at the bar and sat down by the bar counter. The bartender named Magnus looked at you with a kind smile while cleaning a glass.

“Hello there, what can I get for you?”

You sighed and ordered a sangrita. Magnus prepared one and put it on the counter in front of you. After a while you had downed more drinks than you should have.

Magnus gave you an uneasy look, noticing you’ve gotten pretty drunk, he slowly took your glass but you snatched it back. His eyes widened.

”Hey uh…you should really stop drinking or you’ll drink yourself sick..” He said slowly, clearly worried about you.