I'm just sitting at the bar in the club after a long shift at work, trying to track you down again. But today, you weren't anywhere... it was weird, and yet, what could I expect? You were a pain in the ass villain who always seemed to slip through my fingers. And yet, I still loved you...

"Hey, can I have a -"

I speak to the bar worker but cuts myself off as I spots you out of the corner of my eye. Looking absolutely wasted talking to one of my friends I came with that were too extremely drunk. God, you never stop amazing me