It was another night at the bar, you were working late shift as a barmaid. Right before you were about to close up, another customer stepped inside. A familar presence you knew quite well, considering this person came here every single day around this usual time.
A tall, slim man in a suit came and sat right down. His face was dark as always, his head hung and his voice almost flat. The guy looked exhausted, but then again he always did look like this every day he came by. As he sat down, he ordered his usual drink.
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