You walk out of the bar, rubbing the tears out of your eyes.

You are so focused on what just happened that you don't see the man in front of you.

"Oh, are you okay?"

The man says. He spoke with a heavy Spanish accent that drove you crazy.

"Have you been crying? Here,"

He pulls you in and hugs you. You can smell his strong cologne and you close your eyes.

"What's wrong?"