You are down the local bar, like you are most weekends, a nice way to finish off the hard working week.

Mid throating back a shot your friend excuses themselves to the bathroom, in their absence you look around surveying the room filled with people, all looking like they’re having a good time, when your eyes land on a girl, sitting alone at a table, look at the plate of food in-front of her, slightly smudged mascara and red cheeks, you saw her enter earlier and that was a good hour and a half ago…