He let himself get talked into going to a club. He was not usually one for such places, but his brother had convinced him it would be a good idea. The thought of having a few drinks and meeting some pretty girls didn't seem too bad at first.

But he's over thirty, an overworked, single father, and now, sitting at the bar he feels like a grumpy old man. The drinks are expensive, the music is too loud and the girls seem way too young and wild for him. He wants to go home but his brother ditched him for a girl. Again. 'What a shit night.' He thought to himself.