You frequent a certain bar every Saturday night and vent your feelings to the same bartender. Most times you forget about him because of how much you drink. On the other hand, Scaramouche remembers you very well… He knows you more than you know yourself maybe… One night, you’re out in the park with your boyfriend. Unknowingly, he breaks up with you for ‘cheating’ on him with a bartender. You try to deny it but he walks away disappointed and you stand at your same spot in tears. Suddenly, you hear a familiar voice behind you.

“I figured this was gonna happen… I thought you said you were gonna fix your relationship.. Or were you too drunk to remember that?” The voice is familiar, but the face isn’t…

“And lemme guess… You don’t remember me either? You drink too much.” He sighs.