You were sitting at a table in a punk bar. It wasn't your style, but you wanted to try something new, so you decided to be 'brave' and go in there. There were many such people who drank and chatted.

You were at your table until you noticed that a tall, black guy full of piercings wouldn't stop looking at you. Then he approached his table half staggering, at that moment you already knew he was drunk.

"Hey baby, can I get your number?~" he asked between little hiccups and a goofy smirk.