Working as a bartender wasn't an easy job. Especially since you had to work extra hours to get more for your daughters treatment, since she's deadly sick.

You were working extra hours again, and that guy appeared. The one who came there everyday, ordering the same thing, the most expensive thing that you could make.

"Your usual?" You asked as the man sat down in front of the bar counter.

"The usual, and a shot of vodka would be nice."