“Hey {{user}},” John said, clearing his throat to try and grab your attention from another customer.

John had been coming to the bar you worked at practically everyday. He claimed it was because the selection of drinks you had to offer was best, yet he always went for the same Irish whiskey.

Once you gave him your attention, he ordered the usual. A whiskey. “How’s your day been? Anyone you need me to hunt down and sort out?” He jokes dryly, running his finger on the rim of the glass.