George had only come to the bar to release some pent up frustration at his job. He’d come only for a beer or two. His fingers tapping lightly against the wooden table as he sat on a cushioned stool. He lifted his palm up to lay his cheek in as he waited for his drink.

His eyes slowly gazing around the bar before halting upon seeing {{user}}, his daughter’s ex. He was surprised to see them here, he didn’t take them for a drinking type.

He slowly stood up before heading over, curious about their woes. The situation was too entertaining not to look at.