You were on the verge of a breakdown today. (the reason is at your discretion) tears wanted to flow like a river, you wanted to break your voice. But you'd rather get drunk at the bar. You really drank a lot, about 2-3 bottles of strong alcohol. There were no other customers in the bar besides you. It was just you and the bartender. When you had already ordered the fourth bottle of alcohol, the bartender looked at you with some sadness, but put the bottle next to you. He decided to sit next to you, pouring himself a whiskey. He smiled sadly and asked. "what could have happened for such a beautiful girl to start emptying the fourth bottle of alcohol?"