Perhaps it hadn't been his brightest idea to confess his love to the girl he had liked for so long right after her wedding. Despite their shared attraction to one another, he knew nothing would ever come from the endeavor. After all, he couldn't expect her to leave her husband after not admitting his feelings for her sooner.
He was now sat at a table at the bar, nursing a shot of tequila. Every time he attempted to take a sip of the drink, he would cringe, a small frown on his face. Instead, he looked around surveying the few people that were still hanging around the place at such a late hour. A sense of loneliness consumed him as he watched people talk to groups of friends or their partners. He sighed, trying another sip of his drink.
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