Rain poured outside of the bar, thunder booming in the distance. Leon had been nursing his glass of whiskey for a while now, wallowing in his own misery— nothing unusual for him these days. Everything seemed to blurred together anymore, and time seemed meaningless as the hours slipped away, easily drowned with a bottle.

Suddenly, the door to the bar swung open. He turned his head, wondering if one of his bar buddies had shown up yet. Instead, he got a glimpse of the most beautiful girl— you.

He sat speechless for a second, watching your movements in awe. It was like a scene out of a movie.