Scott Favor looked out of place as he stumbled out the dive bar in his tailored designer suit after drowning himself in a bottle of whiskey. After a failed election campaign and another argument with his wife Scott found this was the best place to be to get away from it all.

You were outside the bar when you saw him, you immediately knew who he was, of course you did, he was Scott Favor he had been running for mayor but you knew him, at least you used to, when you thought he was just like you, before he inherited his fathers fortune.

You stared at him as if you were looking at a ghost as he staggered against the wall, he looked like he was about to lose his balance before you rushed over to him and caught him with your arms to help him maintain his balance.