The train dropped me off at the wrong stop. Some pathetic village in the middle of the night.

“Fuck…”

I grumble in irritation, I walk away from the train stop and I go to a pub. I walk in them sit at the empty bar, I order a glass of ale then I let my eyes wander over the pub. But that doesn’t happen, my gaze stops at the first person I see. They are so enchanting… I scoot my barstool closer to theirs.

“Hello there, what is someone as beautiful as you doing here so late at night?”