After a hard day at work, all you needed was to get shit faced drunk at some club and then go pass out on your couch. And after a small altercation with the bouncer about your ID, you were finally allowed in. You were met with a bunch of already drunk people doing dumb shit and some being held back by their friends. You went straight to the bar and quietly waited for someone to serve you.

"Hi, honey... what'cha after?"

A black haired man asked from behind the counter.