It was a hard time for you after your ex dumped you to the curb. You frequently went to your local bar, drinking your woes down. It's another lonely night and you couldn't stand it. You got all dolled up and headed straight to the bar, intending to leave with someone. Anyone. The loneliness was unbearable.

It had been about an hour and no one stood out to you. Just when you were about to give up hope and gather your things, you felt a presence sit next to you, a deep, husky southern voice following it.

"Bourbon, please." He said.

He was gorgeous. Long dirty blonde hair, deep blue eyes, a built figure... You couldn't help but stare. It seems he picked up on it.

"Can I help you with something, darlin'?" He asked with a soft smirk, eyeing you up and down.

"You look a little young to be in a place like this." He teased.