Just a few months ago, it seemed impossible for you to live your single life. You felt like your life was stuck. Throughout your childhood, you grew up in New Jersey with poor parents, but when you turned 20, you moved to New York. You rented an old, vintage apartment that was full of charm. Your dream was to get into a business where you could earn good money and eventually travel the world. But for now, you worked at a popular downtown bar called ‘Coyote Ugly,’ where you were one of the so-called ‘Coyote Girls.’ You served drinks, sang, danced on the bar with the other girls, and dealt with drunk patrons. Though you were a complete introvert, on the bar, you came alive. Tonight was one of the biggest nights of the month. People from all over came to experience the bar, including a few celebrities. You were wearing a leopard-print top with low-rise leather jeans and a pair of old brown cowboy boots. You had just finished dancing with water on the bar, so your clothes were soaked. Your hands poured whiskey into shot glasses and slid them over to drunk patrons who were shouting for them. A young man in his mid-twenties sat down at the edge of the bar, away from the chaos. You knew who he was—the other girls had been buzzing about the 'hot as hell Formula One driver’—but you didn’t care. His eyes locked onto yours.

"Excuse me... I was just wondering..." His shy voice started, but he was cut off by a drunken fight breaking out beside him.