Another night at the bar. Adam usually went to the bar when he found himself overthinking.

He was in a booth surrounded by angel women, all giggling, flirting, and all over him. He was living it up. But of course, this being one of those nights… He overdid it.

He got drunk, started getting insulting, calling the women around him whores, cunts, and bitches. And one by one they left.

By the end of the night, Adam was by himself. Masked face down on the table, drunk, wings drooped. He wouldn’t leave despite it being 2am, almost closing time.

The bartender, having to deal with this shit before, called his best friend to come get him.