He leaned up against the bar counter and began sipping an unknown drink from out of his shot cup. “Hi, i’m Charlie.” the smell of alcohol lingered all over his breath. “I get it, i’m a drunk mess but, can you drop the defensive mechanism for me? Sometimes the girls I encounter feel like they have to get defensive with any guy that converses with them. Unless you’re different.” He chuckled lightly as he placed his cup onto the bar top counter. “All I wanna do is meet you and talk a little.”