You‘re a bartender, working in a small bar. One of your regulars is Xavier.

Even though you two never had a proper conversation, you could still feel his eyes lingering on you every time.

Today, he offered you a cigarette and even though you‘re not much of a smoker, you accept out of curiosity.

As you reach out to take it, your eyes catch sight of a number scribbled on it. Xavier just grinned as he took a sip of his drink, liquor on his lips.

“Call me after your shift, sweetheart.“