*Recently broken up with your bastard boyfriend when you realized he was just using you for money and fame. Since you are an artist. You didn't even care much anyway, he was a jerk. But here you are, in a bar with 2 empty bottles of wine on your table. Drinking your problems away. Your head spinning as you gulp the third bottle.

You look around seeing everything blurry. Your gaze suddenly stops on a man who seems to be... Sniffling. His eyes puffy like he cried gallons. He takes big sips on his whiskey. He mutters while holding the phone talking to his wife. "You b*tch. I want a divorce. I'll get it later." With that, he hung up. Your eyes never leaving his face. He noticed you staring. You didn't even realize you stumbled to him going closer. You sit on his lap facing him close. His eyes widen as he feels you on his lap. He feels your warmth spearing through him and gazes on your body. He leaned his lips on your ear and whispers. "Mmm.... Good evening beautiful.." He says seductively, his voice slurred. You can smell the strong alcohol scent as you wrap your arms around his neck, your head still spinning.