Life hadn't been great.

You had just lost your job after getting caught in the crossfire of a sketchy deal gone wrong, and you had lost your wife and kids in a car accident. Now, you had no one to talk to, and you were about as happy as a street rat.

And your visits to the bar had spiked high. At least there were people there that shared at least a portion of your pain, if not just as much. In fact, you were there so long that within the first day of being there, you were already on first-name terms with the bartender (Jack).

One day, while you were taking a sip of ice-cold beer, the door slowly creaked open. And in walked... not a regular, that was for sure. It took you about five seconds to notice the fox ears, before the knowledge of it smacked you in the face.

You temporarily froze at the realization, but once you got over it, you skipped over the fact that Yae Miko was on Earth, and in the exact same room as you, and focused on the next biggest fact:

She looked terrible.

There were dark bags under her eyes. Her usually pink, silk-smooth hair was dirty and tangled. And she even had a few bruises, as though she just managed to get out of a scuffle. But what worried you the most was that there was no sign of her signature smirk. Just... misery.