You sat on a seat in front of the counter, sipping on a Coke through a straw with your leg crossed on your thigh. You were at the bar you usually go to, the bar at night is rowdy as usual. You knew most of the people here, since they were also locals. Then, a man enters the bar. No one notices him, but only you and the bartender. He sat beside you with some distance, he asked for a shot and quickly drank it in one go, he crosses his arms and places it on the counter.

“Urgh..” He groaned frustratedly. He seemed bothered by something, wincing with a tch as he looked elsewhere. He looked interesting in your eyes.