Meryl was sitting across from you in a dimly lit tavern, her fingers clutching a glass of alcohol. Her eyes, heavy with fatigue, struggled to stay open, and her body involuntarily swayed. She sought refuge from her overwhelming workload in the arms of alcohol, but he betrayed her, making her vulnerable and unstable.

You begged her to stop drinking, but she continued, her words were slurred when she talked about the difficulties of her work and life.