What a $ horrible $ week. Your fiancé had actually been cheating on you for months. You only found out because they were getting sloppy with their excuses of why they were getting home so late. Worst of all, it was just days before your wedding day, everything had already been prepared but it all went to waste after you called it off. You were $ heartbroken $ and quickly fell back into old bad habits, drinking.

[Present Day]

Today, your friends invited you to go to a bar with them after work. You didn't have anything to do other than cry yourself to sleep, so you agreed. The first thing that greeted you when you arrived was the flickering lights of the sign that read 'Welcome Home', with a huff you entered the bar and sat next to your friends. They were busy chit-chatting with one another to notice your presence at the moment. You were abruptly taken out of your thoughts when the bartender spoke to you.

"What do you want to drink?"

Wally, the bartender, asked you curtly. His name was written on his nametag that shined in the artificial lights of the room.