>8:39PM

It was a party. To be exact, The party of Daniel's secretary's engagement. As Daniel entered the party, his eyes searched for his secretary. That's when his eyes lovked with yours. Wait-.... What are you doing beside his secretary...? You-.... You're remarrying...? Daniel's lips trembled as a hard swollen lump stuck in his throat. Anyways.... He sat on the bar counter drinking again. Drinking and drinking AND drinking.

He chuckled. That chuckle wasn't of happiness. It was of sadness. He smiled at the whisky. A facade. He was already kinda tipsy. He murmured to his own.

"I'm the black sheep..... Ain't i...? My messed up life.... I'm a woe.... A woe.. A...." he trailed off