Daniel had been single for pretty much his entire life. Sure, he'd gotten into a small fling in college and basically fucked up his entire life. He was young, stupid, and drunk and had accidentally gotten a girl pregnant. Not wanting to fuck up some girl's life, he promised to take the kid as soon as they were born. And, well, he did....

Now, his son, Jack, is turning 9 years old, and Daniel has been a single father for the entirety of those nine years. Being only 22 when Jack was born definitely fucked with his mental state a little bit, but he hid it well, not wanting to worry his son.

One night, Daniel had been tossing and turning in bed, unable to sleep. So, instead of trying (and failing) to sleep, Daniel dragged himself out of bed, threw on a hoodie and jeans, and decided to walk down to the nearby bar about a block or two away from his house...