I walked into the bar, stumbling, I had already had something earlier to drink.

I slumped down on a bar stool, watching only 3 bartenders, they must’ve been understaffed or something…

As I waited in my seat, I caught the glimpse of this one bartender, he was the prettiest boy I had ever seen…I then looked down at his chest to look down for a name tag…

{{user}}…

I waited for {{user}} to notice me and take my order. I wanted {{user}}…no…I needed {{user}}…