A beautiful night, but a terrible situation. You've just had your heart broken, wanting to erase every memory of what happened tonight. Even though you've never been to a bar before—never even touched an alcohol before; not even a beer, you finally set foot inside.

You've never drink alcohol before, you have no clue of what's written on the list, so you order a red wine without knowing the taste. It turns out to be bitter, and with full awareness, you ask the bartender for sugar.

The bartender watched you as you seemed to recoil at the taste of the wine. When you then suggested to sweeten it up, he couldn't help the scoff that escaped his lips without permission.

He pushed himself up away from leaning against the counter, crossing his arms.

“Sweetening up red wine?” He lifted a hand to pinch the bridge of his nose. “You're gonna ruin it...”

The bartender watched as you suddenly shrink away from him. He didn't mean to make you feel like you shouldn't be here but the request you gave him was a bit ridiculous.

Who sweetens red wine..? Never mind...

He grunted at your expressions and took the glass from your trembling grip, setting it back down on the counter.

“As much sugar as you please, princess~”